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The serpent minded, the choiceless
My morose is blinding the voiceless
Now your deaf to the dumbest phrases
Clawing at the feet of the faceless
The identity that leaves me lifeless
So leave the evil to it’s cages

And spare me consumption
I know your soul is dry
Like the art of self-corrosion
Your teeth might eat you alive

I practice instinct not feeling
Just like the sheep, they’re left seeking
The Shepard is nowhere to be found
Annie had left me elated
But you can only be saved when your hated
So leave your teeth in your mouth

And sort through your stations
It takes two weeks to die
Information for the anxious:
Your love might just be a lie

And I’m running with a fever
A black bowtie and a clever
Call me an avid disbeliever
And I’m sorry love you’ll never be her

The lonesome crawl from their crosses
While the saints are counting up their losses
The feverous lost the trust of the heartless
And the skin is wearing thin on the hostage
And I know your soul is dry
Your teeth might eat you alive

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from The Lowly Lights, released May 1, 2012

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Heads Without Dogs Denver, Colorado

A Denver Rock Group that bends genres and twists them together into a signature punk-esque sound.

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