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On Tour w/ Born Of Osiris, Chelsea Grin, Make Them Suffer
2/7 Minneapolis, MN @ Varsity Theater
2/8 Kansas City, MO @ Aftershock
2/9 Denver, CO @ Summit Music Hall
2/10 Salt Lake City, UT @ The Complex
2/12 Seattle, WA @ El Corazon
2/13 Portland, OR @ Hawthorne Theater
2/15 Sacramento, CA @ Ace of Spades
2/16 Los Angeles, CA @ Regent Theater
2/17 Phoenix, AZ @ Club Red East
2/19 Albuquerque, NM @ Sunshine Theater
2/21 Oklahoma City, OK @ Diamond Ballroom
2/22 Dallas, TX @ Gas Monkey Live
2/23 San Antonio, TX @ Alamo City Music Hall
2/24 Houston, TX @ Warehouse
2/26 Tampa, FL @ Orpheum
2/27 Ft. Lauderdale, FL @ Culture Room
3/1 Atlanta, GA @ Masquerade
3/2 Greensboro, NC @ Blind Tiger
3/3 Baltimore, MD @ Baltimore Sound Stage
3/5 Philadelphia, PA @ TLA
3/6 New York, NY @ Gramercy Theatre
3/7 Worcester, MA @ The Palladium
3/8 Syracuse, NY @ Westcott Theatre
3/9 Montreal, QC @ Fairmount
3/10 Toronto, ON @ Velvet
3/12 Pittsburgh, PA @ Rex Theatre
3/13 Cleveland, OH @ Beachland
3/14 Detroit, MI @ St. Andrews Hall
3/15 Cincinnati, OH @ Thompson House
3/16 St Louis, MO @ Ready Room
3/17 Chicago, IL @ House of Blues
You have lost all the colors you picture in your memory
Let it snow, you’re all I can see at the end of the road
You have lost, you can’t get it get it get it
You are all I see at the end of the road, I can show you it all
We’re so pure
Bleach the memory, take back everything
We’re so low
I can’t begin to be myself again
Even though you got in my head again
Bleach the colors erase the letters
I can show you so much better
I can show you it all
We’re so pure
Bleach the memory, take back everything
We’re so low
I can’t begin to be myself again
I need a place where I can come and rest
A place where I can lay my head
We’re so low
I can’t begin to be myself again
Fill my lungs drown in bleach
So get it through your head I’m not over this
You may want peace but I’m here for revenge.
Bleach the colors
Erase the letters
You are all I see at the end of the road
I can show you it all
We’re so pure
Bleach the memory, take back everything
We’re so low
I can’t begin to be myself again
I need a place where I can come and rest
A place where I can lay my head
We’re so low
Fill my lungs drown in bleach
6 фев 2019
