Shrimp Pants

from by Little Tents

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lyrics

Inhale as the sky rains death
Through a haze, planes crack twilight
Smoke-filled teeth chatter with the chill of another night alive

The air will choke you the water will kill you

Tiny minds on giant legs stagger in
She folds her cards in the second shot of gin
The streets clear and orange lights fill the void
I once had dreams, but the years took my voice

Throw a ball to guide their eyes from the death that rains down between every sunrise
Flip a switch to dram them in
This ain't a world, it's the result of futile sins

Demons buried beneath hand-sewn clothes
I'm not alright, I'm just a better liar than most
Please take my hand, please make it go away. Are you okay?

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from Fun Colors, released May 30, 2015

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Jordan Trucano- bass
Adam Jennings- drums
Lys Mayo- guitar
Audrey Motzer- guitar

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