Grow Up Dead

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THE BITTERSWEET DIVIDE. BLOOD SPREAD MEMORIES PASSED THROUGH ON EITHER SIDE. I INHERIT SPITE AND SADNESS, WORRY MELANCHOLY MADNESS, I TRACE MY VEINS TO RECONCILE. A MUFFLED RAGE. WIPES BLANK PAGE. I HOLD MY BREATH. WE GROW UP DEAD. ANCESTRAL SCORN AND NOW WE SHARE A LANGUAGE OF NERVES AND FRIENDS WHOSE FATHERS WERE THERE. YOU SHOULD BE MY ENEMY BUT WE'RE NOW THE SAME THOUGH ONE GREW UP WITH PRIDE AND ANOTHER WITH PAIN. WE GROW UP DEAD. I CAN'T DESCEND. I HOLD MY BREATH. ITS MAKE OR MEND.

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from EP, released January 6, 2015

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