Post​-​Apocalypso

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lyrics

The sun fades a fresh bruise
The grip of this skyline
Pleading desperate excuses
For wasting the light

Fear of the dark
Won't buy you any more time

You don't know how close you are
To one wrong turn to face yourself
The adrenaline high water mark
A frame for empty promises

Impulse is impulse
Is instinct is insult
And while we're still lousy
With amateur evil,
Make your decisions
Emotional habits
Cling to the standard
A criminal matter of pride
We're piling hurts up
Careless as old rags covered in motor oil
It's almost certainly match stick certain we
Only want what we've been promised

The ghost of seventy-six six six
A fraying edge above the interstate
Bleached out in the distance
The hangman hanging out to dry
I bet you don't know how close you are
To one wrong turn to face yourself
The adrenaline high water mark
That frames
Your empty promises

So much Serotonin
dopamine and oxytocin...

Don't you feel calm?
Don't you feel happy?
Don't you feel safe?
if just for one moment...

Don't you feel calm?
Don't you feel happy?
Don't you feel safe?
Don't you feel calm?

Don't you feel happy.
Don't you feel safe.
Don't you feel calm.

The ghost of seventy 666
The edge above the interstate
Bleached out in the distance
The hangman hangin' out to dry i i i
Bet you don't know how close you are
To one wrong turn to face yourself
The adrenaline high water mark
That frames your empty promises

credits

from Post​-​Apocalypso (Album), released May 21, 2016
Mary Rodgers - Bari-Sax
Isa Carini - Tuba

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