lyrics
Cold cement beds where the world is welcome. Just to feel.
They feast on flesh.
Losing proof of who you were.
Find out who you were in the past and shout out to find it. The echoes never grace your ears.
We have a gun and a trigger and the bullets to deliver.
Our brains can't wait to see the sun.
They feast on flesh.
Losing proof of who you were.
Find out who you were in the past and shout out to find it. The echoes never grace your ears.
We have a gun and a trigger and the bullets to deliver.
Our brains can't wait to see the sun.
credits
from Pangea,
released April 12, 2013
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all rights reserved
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PlasticBag FaceMask Fresno, California
Est. 2008.
Studio band of Patrick Hogan (Time Bomb, Bookburner) and Jacob Lee (Keeper, Elder Devil, Hellish Form, dontcryformeimalreadydead)
Live shows are about as rare as unicorns.
discography
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Nov 2020
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