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All I know | Is somehow we've lost our sense of direction. | Should we have listened close? | Nah, besides I get more satisfaction from experiencing everything. | Here in the echoes
of our own | Patterns of thinking low | We'll dissipate and hope to grow. | (Maybe we won't) | Where do we stand | On White Water Wednesdays? | With 3 dollar drafts (man, I don't have
the cash) | Nah, we'll drink these tallboys to forget these walls. | Please, I know it's not correct, respectively, I'm free and wrecked. | Here in the echoes of our own | Patterns of
thinking low | We'll dissipate and hope to grow. | Maybe we won't | They've warned you all they want it won't sink in. | And I'm still sinking in the consequences of my own choice. | I'm
dwelling on my thoughts hearing the echoes of that voice. | Here in the echoes of our own | Patterns of thinking low.

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from Words, Unsaid., released March 20, 2018

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Townhouse Warrior Syracuse, New York

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Zack Fitzgerald - Vocals, Guitar

Kyle Malfa - Drums

Joshua Rivet - Bass

Tim Hall - Guitar, Backing Vocals

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