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Red

from Cessation by Dry Socket

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Not for nothing -somethings wrong with my head.
We are on our knees -choking on the dread.
A survivor's instinct -shackled at the neck.
Brought to pieces -the lies I'm fed.
Substernal delusion, claiming a heart.
Empty cavity, got no spark.
The lies I'm fed
I can't keep pretending like everything's ok.
When I wish I would float away.
Not for nothing, we are on our knees.
A survivor's instinct, brought to pieces.
Somethings wrong with my head, the lies I'm fed
Choking on the dread, the lies I’m fed.
Yelling at grievers, won't back down.
Can't look away, nothing stays.

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from Cessation, released March 11, 2022
Available on vinyl through Dropping Bombs (North America) and Crew Cuts Records (Europe)

Recorded by: Nicholas Decker at Dolph House Portland, OR
Mixed by: Nicholas Decker
Mastered by: Adam Cichocki at Timber Studios in Bayonne, NJ
Layout/Cover Art: Tommy Wilson

Contact: drysocketpdx@gmail.com
IG: @drysocketpdx

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