WHAT THEY GROW IN THE GARDEN

COMING OUT SEPTEMBER 18TH

FIVE SONGS OUT NOW

BURN THE DECK

Show your cards
Burn the deck
Keep them guessing
Lie for sport
Hide your bags
Don’t act nervous
Sit real still 
Read the list
Choose a flavor
Don’t forget
Take your pills
Super clever

In the treehouse everyone is king
But we all know the water’s full of snakes 

Take take take 
Take all the sympathy 
Insult to injury 
Break break break
Break the dichotomy 
When no one is watching 
Can’t you see you’re caught in the chrysalis?
Can’t you see you’re drunk on the amethyst?
Cracking the catalyst 

Do you like when they say count your blessings?
Do you eat what they grow in the garden?
How about when the fruit’s full of poison? 
Couldn’t you love the sting when you swallow? 

Don’t forget to laugh at all their jokes
Every time they drag you to the lake

RING THE BELL

Blue light overdose
Locked up the playground
In lust with the host 
Learn to love the treehouse

Consumed with the code 
Dry drunk in the meadow 
Grape juice overload 
Face down in the garden 
Comatose inside the cave
You will have to crawl your way out 

Wake up and ring the bell
You’re running out of air
Inside your safety coffin 
A victim of the spell 
And if you stay asleep 
Then you will be forgotten 
You will be forgotten 

Dead doom dopamine
Forgot nothing was as it seemed
Cut up puppet strings
Braid easily 

Big boss overdrive
Collective conscious rotten hive 
Disconnect stay alive 
And reject what they say matters 

Stuck inside a cozy grave 
Turn the key & crawl your way out 

Bluelight overdose
Comatose
Bluelight overdose

DYSTOPIAN CEMETRY

The crows could crumble from the sky
While we kiss beneath the power lines
I’m not fazed by it
And inside of the chrysalis 
Pretending that we don't exist
I’m not fazed by it 

So let’s forget the lake is poison 
And let’s pretend the meadow's magic 

What if this wasn’t a dream?
The garden is rotten 
And nothing is quite as it seems 
Let’s dissolve the delusion 
That we can’t break free
From this sick puppetry
So, why don’t we haunt everything? 
Dystopian cemetery 

The clouds could all evaporate
And the sun melts all we know away
I’m not fazed by it
It’s a good thing we can still get high
Control the chaos in our minds
I’m not fazed by it

So let’s forget the lake is poison 
And let’s pretend the meadow's magic 

What if this wasn’t a dream?
The garden is rotten 
And nothing is quite as it seems 
Let’s dissolve the delusion 
That we can’t break free
From this sick puppetry
So, why don’t we haunt everything? 
Dystopian cemetery

00101001

Simulated summer
Eating the lies
Everyone’s a number
Are you surprised? 
Peeling back the sunburn 
Wake up to the trick
Factory of puppets
Asleep to the glitch 
 
But if you take the time to think about it 
you’re locked to the grid
And if you follow the electric rabbits 
Your soul might live 
 
Just when you think you’re rid of it
It will crawl out one ear into the other
Too late you’re infected by the lake
Complicit dance we do with each other
And no one has a clue
But they’ll pretend they do 
Just when you think you’ve gotten it
They will pass it from one hand into the other 
 
Sick binary bummer
Shallow disguise 
Ego is collapsing
Nothing’s inside
They can see us stumbling
Adverting their eyes 
filling up their pockets 
Chasing the prize

TWISTED PARADISE

Floating 
Or am I drowning?
Running 
out into the night
Silent
Or am I shouting in the abyss? 
Begging 
Won’t you wake me up?

Can’t seem to hide
A piece of me I can’t disguise
When I close my eyes
It’s a twisted paradise 
Twisted paradise 

Found it
My broken reflection 
Searching 
Back rooms of my mind 
Maybe I should give in to the fountain 
Drink up toss a coin to feel young again 
All I know is I’m tired of having to swim 
And swim and swim and swim and swim