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On Tour w/ Born Of Osiris, Chelsea Grin, Make Them Suffer

2/7 Minneapolis, MN @ Varsity Theater
2/8 Kansas City, MO @ Aftershock
2/9 Denver, CO @ Summit Music Hall
2/10 Salt Lake City, UT @ The Complex
2/12 Seattle, WA @ El Corazon
2/13 Portland, OR @ Hawthorne Theater
2/15 Sacramento, CA @ Ace of Spades
2/16 Los Angeles, CA @ Regent Theater
2/17 Phoenix, AZ @ Club Red East
2/19 Albuquerque, NM @ Sunshine Theater
2/21 Oklahoma City, OK @ Diamond Ballroom
2/22 Dallas, TX @ Gas Monkey Live
2/23 San Antonio, TX @ Alamo City Music Hall
2/24 Houston, TX @ Warehouse
2/26 Tampa, FL @ Orpheum
2/27 Ft. Lauderdale, FL @ Culture Room
3/1 Atlanta, GA @ Masquerade
3/2 Greensboro, NC @ Blind Tiger
3/3 Baltimore, MD @ Baltimore Sound Stage
3/5 Philadelphia, PA @ TLA
3/6 New York, NY @ Gramercy Theatre
3/7 Worcester, MA @ The Palladium
3/8 Syracuse, NY @ Westcott Theatre
3/9 Montreal, QC @ Fairmount
3/10 Toronto, ON @ Velvet
3/12 Pittsburgh, PA @ Rex Theatre
3/13 Cleveland, OH @ Beachland
3/14 Detroit, MI @ St. Andrews Hall
3/15 Cincinnati, OH @ Thompson House
3/16 St Louis, MO @ Ready Room
3/17 Chicago, IL @ House of Blues

You have lost all the colors you picture in your memory

Let it snow, you’re all I can see at the end of the road

You have lost, you can’t get it get it get it

You are all I see at the end of the road, I can show you it all

We’re so pure

Bleach the memory, take back everything

We’re so low

I can’t begin to be myself again

Even though you got in my head again

Bleach the colors erase the letters

I can show you so much better

I can show you it all

We’re so pure

Bleach the memory, take back everything

We’re so low

I can’t begin to be myself again

I need a place where I can come and rest

A place where I can lay my head

We’re so low

I can’t begin to be myself again

Fill my lungs drown in bleach

So get it through your head I’m not over this

You may want peace but I’m here for revenge.

Bleach the colors

Erase the letters

You are all I see at the end of the road

I can show you it all

We’re so pure

Bleach the memory, take back everything

We’re so low

I can’t begin to be myself again

I need a place where I can come and rest

A place where I can lay my head

We’re so low

Fill my lungs drown in bleach

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