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I've heard all that you have to say
So stop pretending
And let's let the truth be told
I'm sure you'd put your foot over my neck and press
For the right reward

Does anyone here even appreciate commitment anymore?

I've been used
And you're a mess
And I'd rather resist all your benefits
Then prove I'm a man of pure intent
But you're a beautiful trophy
Nothing more, nothing less

Does anyone here even appreciate commitment anymore?

So cut me open
And hang me out to dry
I've come to find, you're reckless
And I'm bound without forgiveness
Or come and save me
Prove that your life isn't a lie
Maybe I should take my own medicine
And learn to live without your consequence
But either way its too late
We're too late
Either way its too late
But either way its too late
We're too late
Either way its too late

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from There's No Growth If There's No Rest, released April 19, 2014

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Red Hands Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

EST. 2011

Tyler Kirin - Vocals
Si Lewis - Bass/Vocals
Andy Mayer - Drums
Jordan Tomb - Guitar
Dave Yarkovsky - Guitar

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