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Rejected From The Pyre

from Asleep In The Deep End by Andross

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I was holding my breath
Was anybody even there?
A contagion to be let loose in the air
Heavier than air
Cortisol giving way to fast breaks
that more nimble feet could make

Unwrapped and distantly
devised on the spot
Unplanned and unruly
Ring the bell and dig me up

and I am not afraid
to die an iocane death
It’s worth its weight in gold
but it’s less than shit to me
And I am not afraid
to die an iocane death
like we do

A simple to the point stitch that sutures
Close a fresh wound
that’s bleeding to be free
Oh how little I was wanted
If at all in the first place

but we are still immune to this poison
we are still alive by the sound
but we are still in love with the torment
we are still alive by the sound

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from Asleep In The Deep End, released November 22, 2019

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Andross Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Tim - vox/guitar
Chris - guitar/vox
Drew - bass
Tom - drums

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