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Verses

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Chris Jackson This band this the best metal / hardcore band east of Montreal. I might be a little biased, but they are very, very good. the music is super good and there isn't a bad track on this album. It's local (for me) music at it's finest and highly recommended. Favorite track: Stay East.
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1.
Wire This 04:11
What was that you're looking for? A useless part for an empty core Distractions you create Can you feel the ever growing presence? It's so god damn silly The way they bicker and fight And it's somewhat off putting Chasing myself in a dream last night But then again maybe I was being chased All my drinks being laced Anxiety strikes, short term erased Who the fuck do I think I am? I feel like I'm always lying Even tho I tell the truth Surely my soul has been dying How can I not give a damn Short of breath from Endless bad choices Please just let me Silence these voices Short of breath from Endless bad choices Please just let me Silence these voices I was most definitely chasing myself And it was probably for my own life My dreams are so full of murder A carpet, a body, and a knife
2.
Lashes 02:42
Here we go again With this bullshit/silly game Loss of all trust So full of blame Words fly like rocks Secrets in talk Some endless game Some endless game When all the trust disappears All were left with Feels like broken bones Such unhappy tones Soon we go astray 2 When all the trust disappears .. Disappears All were left with Feels like broken bones Fuck the happy times Fuck all the lies Eyes full of hate I was always late Build up We made that love seem like it was hell.
3.
Wake up drunk and see what you've become Take control of your interactions what the fuck do you expect the be when this time next year comes rolling around Be anything you want What a bullshit lie You'll be nothing at all Unless you go and try Wake up drunk and see what you've become your wasting your life partying all along We've been here before and returned to find our future in an urn They promised us everything Our odds are decreasing with each and every word we say, Let's make a getaway what the fuck do you expect the be when you can't even force yourself to put that bottle down A memory haunts all of my time It follows me It follows me, in all my dreams We've been here before and returned to find our future in an urn They promised us everything Our odds are decreasing with each and every word we say, Let's make a getaway Build up In between days and nights Thoughts rise, In between nights and days anxiety In between days and nights Those eyes 2
4.
Stay East 03:36
theres no revolution in a bottle weve been crippled by comforting false promises i've seen this before, you're sick of the same old (sick of the same old) we need a new leader were all viewers of disasters, we cant shake our desire to live this lie (living this lie) youre just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end you're just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end. our privilidge is a curse, theres never been a need. we hide in unison,click here to free the unjustly accused,to stand for whats right we're all cowards, we're all yellow theres a realization to be had, we are all destined to fall to our knees you're just a bystander, just a spectator, and you're watching the start of the end our privilege is a curse, theres never been a need we hide in unison , click here to free the unjustly accused, to stand for whats right. its d-day again on the beaches of normandy. you're just a liar just a liar you're just a liar just a liar you're a fucking liar, you're afraid to get dirty, afraid to lose what you've got, you lie to yourself.
5.
4043 KM 03:35
Eyes full of holes Mind full of empty thoughts Wish I could grow happiness Or fill a burial plot Five fingers. This drink is Two bloodied. Consuming This game is My eyes still Embodied deceive me Shot glasses naile coffins Angry words tell me we failed Words flare What is it I'm supposed to do running scared? Mistakes made were made without thought Without care I make such a silly remark All my memory's in the dark How do you drink so much Losing face is too easy So we always sleep in our hands And forget these evenings (This next part is randy) I am nothing like you thought I was And you are nothing that you said you were Let's just give it all up because There is nothing to fix this, there is no cure I never lie, but you never trust
6.
Open your eyes to this, for all we know this could be the end. forget what you know, the legends you're told. the fear within, your anchor, your demise free your feet from the earth the comfort we've all come to know Close your eyes and think of the things we've thrown away, for the things that we all hate. Open your eyes to this. for all we know this could be the end Yelling at a puppet for the way that it sings. Whose the man behind the curtain, the one who pulls the strings? a scapegoat, a face to put the blame? A mirror to look in shame? Close your eyes and think of the things we've thrown away, for the things that we all hate We bite the hand that feeds, we fight for simple needs. you call the shots, forever ongoing plots. represent us. promising well flourish to a blinding light we look. our mother to nourish we bite the hand that feeds. we fight for nothing whose the man whose pulling on the strings
7.
I have worked all my nights away And said fuck it to most of my days Spent all my money on booze and Weekends forgetful with play Money doesn't seem to be Something I can handle In a constant gamble In a constant battle It seems I sold my soul For a bottle of whiskey but Somewhere along the way I think I musst have gotten lost Awful decisions Nights so long Missed calls cold falls Days too short, nights so long If all of these bad decisions never end How could life go on I lost all my good thoughts to lend I can't wait to move on
8.
The Queen 03:02
I'm better off talking to the wall Or bury myself in the thought of throwing you through it Not one good thing comes from your mouth And like your mind, god knows what goes through it Carrying on, not giving a shit I'll cut you down High on your horse no more Misled intentions are your every thought On top of the stories you've pulled from thin air You've dug too deep,you've crossed the line But you've done no wrong Cold hearted and hot headed It was fucked from the start The top of your own fucking world I've been been a pawn for too long I'll cut you down Torn from your throne Fuck I'll cut you down Tear you from your throne Fuck you Misled intentions are your every thought On topm of the stories you've pulled from thin air You've dug too deep,you've crossed the line Cold hearted and hot headed it was fucked from the start

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released December 12, 2014

Verses is Matt Bowie, Kyle Clark, Colin Steeves, Andy McDonnell, Connor MacQueen
All songs written and produced by Verses
Engineered by Sean Campbell
Mixed by Sean Campbell and Verses
Mastered by Jesseb O'Donnell
Photos by Jordan Carruthers, Devon Murrins and Bang On Photography (Chris Griffiths)
Design by Ryan Mclaughlin
Additional group vocals by Sean Campbell.

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