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Save Me

"You Ask Me Why I Doubt?!"

"Save me" was the first song Tripp, Randy, and Paul wrote while in the same room. It came together over the course of a few hours as we sweated out our collective demons in a small, dusty Virginia basement. Sonically different from the demos we'd been trading and working on individually, "Save Me" will always be a road marker in the band's trajectory. "5 x 6" is the first track we wrote together as a full band with Dave and Ben, and chronicles the fluid evolution of our sound and writing style.

*Save Me*
Last breath taken, step off the edge
Retaliation and judgment, the last word said
So far below me, burning heretics
What comes out of the news, can we make it stick?
Exchange money for silence, everyone's got their price
If you got the gold, you can live your own vice

Save me, I'm critical
Faith expands now I want to know
The truth is astounding, has been right from the start
Wasted breath, you think you're playing a part

Hated words, now hated deeds
The revolution was ruined, when it was touched by man
You say my fingers are filthily from playing in the sand
You talk about purity, but the blood is on your hands
Lose track of what you're saying, it just spills out of your mouth
Ask me why i doubt? Ask me why I doubt.

Why do we go on, when its all gone?


*5 x 6*

1, 2... I can't lose
3, 4... No more
5, 6... So sick
7, 8... It's all hate

I wake up and it's all the same
Exist. Bear the chains.
I can't, can't believe...
I gotta feel so dead to be free.

In the end we will never see you again

*Blood on Your Face*
I got it, you need it
You grabbed it, conceded
Concealed it, you sealed it
Now you cannot reveal it

I can't stand the look on your face
You should just leave without a trace
They got someone working your case
Because you got that blood on your face

Connected, rejected
Now you can't deflect it... (you know you had to have it)
They taught you its sinful
But you had to have it... (you went out looking for it)
Consumed, so desperate
You went out looking for it... (you thought it, then you did it)
Regrets now, you have them
Became so defensive... (this cannot be the ending.)


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