A single from our project, 'Strange City'.
All vocals performed and recorded by Don Levasseur,
all instruments performed and recorded by Ryan Morren.

We kings of our weathered shrines.
Houses like holes.
We can't keep overflowing.

Rough hands are running down the rope again,
this place just feels so haunted. 
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.
Most days you know,
I just like to watch it burn.

Is there any hope for this place,
for failed designs?
We all got left behind.
Is there any space left this time?
Are we all slaves by design?

Falling through the cracks,
in the concrete.
We're dissolving with the urns.
I tried try to turn the engine again,
but the engine doesn't turn.

Crystals falling from the sky,
turn us all into seas of fire.
I want to waste with the earth.
Bury us beneath the dirt,
bury us all alive. 

Running down the road again,
this place just feels so haunted.
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.

Rough hands are running down the rope again,
this place just feels so haunted.
Sometimes we try to make the wheels turn again.
Most days you know,
I just like to watch it burn.

Slaves

Make waves with another motionless hour,
treading water, left broken and sour. 
Holding on to something that you never thought you’d have. 

And to me, 
forever
you’ll be 
a burnout. 
Fade. 

Make way for another misstep,
for another fallen voice inside your head. 
Make waves with another motionless hour. 
Treading water until the feeling is dead. 

Things won’t ever change. 

Make way for another misstep,
for another fallen voice inside your head. 
Make waves with another motionless hour. 
Treading water until the feeling is dead

Holding on to something that you never thought you’d have. 

And to me, 
forever
you’ll be 
a burnout. 
Fade. 

To me, 
forever 
you’ll be a burnout. 

Fade.

Burnout

Lyrics by Tim Robinson :)

The bones are the skeleton's money.
In our world, bones = dollars.

The worms are coming out tonight,
to get their bones from you.
The skeletons will pull your hair,
up, but not out.

All they ever wanted was another chance at life,
they've never seen so much food as this.
Underground there's half as much food as this.

The bones are their money.
The worms are their dollars.
It was the night that the skeletons came to life.

The bones are their money,
so are the worms.
They'll pull your hair up - but not out,
to turn into a man, and have another chance at life.

If they pull it out,
they turn to bones.

The bones are their money,
so are the worms.
They'll pull your hair up, but not out,
to turn into a man.

Worm Dollars

It shouldn't be this hard
always failing to get away 
Instead we Inhabit these distant spaces
trying to forget the faces

The truth is 
I am day dreaming 
Alone in my head
Breathing in slow motion again

I'm Starring into nothing 
While The clocks on the wall
Are Dead or Never moving at all

The Voices in my head are restless
they're screaming out just end it all 

Hopeless Eyes 
Are Shooting their daggers Back at me again
Or maybe it was just you all along 
This whole time

The truth is 
I am day dreaming 
Alone in my head
Breathing in slow motion again

I'm Starring into nothing 
While The clocks on the wall
Are Dead or Never moving at all

This thing It surrounds us
Like Black Holes
Always Looking down on me
Waiting for collapse

The truth is 
I am day dreaming 
Alone in my head
Breathing in slow motion again

I'm Starring into nothing 
While The clocks on the wall
Are Dead or Never moving at all

Day Dreaming

Dead Inside

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burning at both ends
No room left to try again
pry away
before we both run out of air

so wash it down tonight
with poisons again

no room left to pry away
connected at the roots again
i feel it crawling inside of me
im loosing touch with myself

losing touch again its even harder to breathe
i can feel it crawling inside of me

the sleeplessness awaits
i am baring the weight again
compromised
so its harder to keep this pace
when we black out all the days
i dont need to watch them all erase

like a virus 
we are all just here to stay

loosing touch again from everything
loosing touch again its even harder to breathe
its in my head i hear everything
taring from the inside i know its here to stay

no room left to pry away
connected at the roots again
i feel it crawling inside of me
im loosing touch with myself

im loosing everything again 
i can feel it on the inside

i am loosing again 

losing touch again its even harder to breathe
i can feel it crawling inside of me

VIRUS

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I don't know if you’ll ever let me down.
I want to scream,
if the static wouldn’t drown me out. 
Let me dream, 
without your voice impairing me. 
(If I can’t see you, you can’t see me)
I don't believe, 
what you would have me believe 
(but I’m afraid of everything).

Drown in your thoughts,
Before you’re in too deep. 
Before the ball drops,
Sit back and grit your teeth. 
We’re all along for the ride,
I know that’s hard to believe. 
Life in the fast lane,
With the crashes on repeat. 

I don’t know if I should even fight the fear.
And I don’t think, 
that even you believe the words you hear. 
(but what you say is what you say)
Fight the pain,
The way it breaks you is so soothing.
It’s make believe;
That this would come so easily. 

Drown in your thoughts,
Before you’re in too deep. 
Before the ball drops,
Sit back and grit your teeth. 
We’re all along for the ride,
I know that’s hard to believe. 
Life in the fast lane,
With the crashes on repeat. 

Only you can save me from myself.

What You Say (is what you say)

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