Big thanks to Chauncey Drugan for letting us record at your place, and for taking the time to help us!

Thanks to all of our friends (specifically Edgarand Pankey), and anyone who has listened, picked up a demo or just talked to us. You all rule!

Album Art by Jennifer Roots
Group Vocals on Milk is too Acidic - Noah, Edgar, Amber, Chauncey, Tj, Mat

https://instagram.com/iota347 for takedowns

My Spirit Animal Is...

deceitful whines to guilt me
overused ruse for sympathy
i closed my eyes and screamed back

clever game to pull off
regret the moment i am gone
no taking back your words now
no easy way to get out
i closed my eyes and screamed back

no

cant seem to spit out the
words you deserve, the shame you deserve
all i know now is that
i couldnt care less for backlash
lead by example and
sew your mouth shut
the last thing i want
is for the torture
of everything that you've done
to just be passed along
this starts and ends with me now

you're a coward and a joke
i will live to watch you choke
i fucking despise you
ill never forgive you
for everything youve done

horrific and nightmarish
wives wither children perish
but what ill always cherish is the
look on your face when i finally say

no

Foxtails - Cucaracho

This Is Not For You

every window in alcatraz has a view of san francisco

You Will Be Held Accountable For Your Actions

arranged in April - for you I'll pull the trigger

Vocals : Scarlett Ordaz
Drums : Adam Pessin
Bass : Isaiah Crawford
Guitars : Edgar Morales & Anthony Gallegos
Mixing and Recording : Jack Livoni

Memories Last Longer

Snow

[Verse]
I built a castle in the air so high
It crumbled down
I don't know why
The pieces scattered
They made no sound
Just dust and dreams upon the ground

[Prechorus]
But if I let the wind decide
Where the broken bits collide

[Chorus]
What would we find
What would we see
If we let it be
Just let it be
No maps
No lines
No walls to climb
What would we find
What would we find

[Verse 2]
I held the world in my clenched hand tight
Thought I was steering
But lost the fight
The rivers ran where they chose to flow
I never asked where they wanted to go

[Prechorus]
But if I opened up my fist
Would I find something I missed

[Chorus]
What would we find
What would we see
If we let it be
Just let it be
No maps
No lines
No walls to climb
What would we find
What would we find

Foxtails - Cucaracho

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