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Album: Little Prison City
Recorded On: February 24, 2018
Released: November 22, 2018
Vocals, Additional Guitar: Brett Emmons
Guitar, Vocals: Jay Emmons
Guitar, Vocals, Piano: Chris Koster
Bass: Chris Huot
Drums, Vocals: Adam Paquette
Keyboard, Acoustic Guitar: Josh Hewson
Sax: Johnathan "Bunny" Stewart
Trumpet: Benji Perosin
Recorded Live At: Rogers K-Rock Centre, Kingston, ON
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Studio Lyrics:
Well it’s pissin’ rain
All in my head again
In all its pelting pain
I know my minds made
I’m gonna die in the rush
Like a gleaming kid
And I’ve learned that the older you get
You’re either wild and dying
Or boring and blessed
So tonight I’m nature’s bullet
Shooting shambles from a gleaming sin
White noise
White noise
I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn
It’s kind of nice feeling something that you’ve learned
To just turn off the lights and burn in the dark with a dart
I’m westbound, bloody and proud
A secret choice ain’t a secret now
You gotta roll with the punches and pull with your pride to put it out
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
And I’ve got the feeling again
I’ve got the feeling again
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
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And I’ve got the feeling again
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