Grower
by Grower
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Digital Album
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Masks
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Objects
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After All
02:00
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Hallowed
01:50
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New Orleans
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about
Recorded live to tape in December 2012
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credits
released 01 January 2013
Grower is Joe, Eric, John, and Wyatt
Engineered by Pat Loundas with Justin Hollis and Eric Muth
Mixed and Mastered by Pat Loundas
Art by Ashley LaRue
Thanks to Pat Loundas, Justin Hollis, Justin Abate, Anthony Perillo, Tim Altieri, Christian Bach, Ryan Fitzpatrick, Callow, Moonbase Nix, Golden Tea House, and Henry
Grower is Joe, Eric, John, and Wyatt
Engineered by Pat Loundas with Justin Hollis and Eric Muth
Mixed and Mastered by Pat Loundas
Art by Ashley LaRue
Thanks to Pat Loundas, Justin Hollis, Justin Abate, Anthony Perillo, Tim Altieri, Christian Bach, Ryan Fitzpatrick, Callow, Moonbase Nix, Golden Tea House, and Henry
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feeds
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- Track Name: Masks
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My memory ain't short
I remember what you were here for
And I know it's not the same
You live your life in masks, changing your mind with the color of the screen
All you are is what he's not
And both your words mean nothing - Track Name: Objects
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The girls you call out on the street ain't there for your entertainment
And all we've built ain't yours for the taking
Cause it ain't all about you it's about all of us
You may think your words hold some kind of weight
But you're just full of the wrong kind of hate
The truth is, you're just a fucking scumbag
So fuck off - Track Name: After All
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Leave your book at home
Or I'll throw each verse into the gutter
Can't reach my mind or my heart
Or my sister's body
With your mindless devotion
Hinged on the notion
Of anything beyond
Trust me, there's just nothing
I won't be led by a dead man
Your dead words and dead rhetoric
Dead ideas trapped behind dead eyes
Carbon copied by a lifeless tongue
You'll die alone
You'll die with no one watching over you - Track Name: Hallowed
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Your love won't ever be true
Cause it requires the absence of hatred
You love only those you choose
To be faithful, to be sacred
And worthy of purification
That's the real abomination
Keep your slurs at the back of your tongue
And heed the words of your Son
Your lack of vision, your mind, your eyes
Your ignorant resistance will be your demise
You're the real enemy.
All love is sacred
You've been misled
So keep your preaching
Out of my bed
All love is sacred
You've been misled
So keep your preaching
Out of my head
Fuck your preaching - Track Name: New Orleans
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I've gained nothing but the holes in my skin and your face in my head
Borders feed the burn, the sickness, the loss of sleep, the loss of weight
The loss
I've gained nothing but the holes in my skin and your face in my head.
I've gained nothing
This place is dead to me
