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Psychic Tombs

by The Lungs

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Wrong Window 02:17
Holding on to your hearse Deathgrip on the pale curse You’re fading You’re losing Your life in pain
 Jesus stole my pills today A gram of Xanax slips away Damn it I’m the one to pay Wish I had a failsafe
 Jesus rode a pale hearse The dependency’s perverse Slipped and dragged across the ground The thieving boys and valley deathblows Want their cut; my stash is too low Slipped and dragged across the ground
Cross Cult 02:04
I’ve grown tired of this wishing well I know you’re tired but I don’t care I’ve seen the nooses, so many nooses Around the necks of the rotten corpses Cross Cult I burn the symbol that you hold true Forever blind what you put them through Dirt and rust, forgotten graves No mourning for your bones and dust Inside your mind, you’re mine, forever mine Inside your soul, my soul, forever sold
Vizitant 02:04
Phantom slip through the transom Bury your pride and admit submission Apparition distorts my vision Manifesting with endless precision It comes alive when I see your ghost A bloody limb waiting for the host And all the idle hands are ripe with decay Specter my protecter Cover me with your endless shelter Spirit let me hear it Drag me from the depths of the cavern My loyal servant My lonely vizitant I’ll never harm you I’ll only banish you
Hidden Hand 02:01
Your egos were bloated But those heads were exploded Now your life's imploded
 Infrastructure is crumbling The foundation starts rumbling Civilization is tumbling
 You have lost the race The world's run out of space Now we can replace With the Hidden Hand 
 Poison in the air All your fears are bared Now we can prepare Arise the Hidden Hand
 Civility is gone The Consciousness was bombed Witness the dawn Of the Hidden Hand Hidden Hand Hidden Hand
Every time I look around I only see what I wanna see That means I’m a fallacy Every time I’m looking down I never see whats on the ground That means I’m a wilting clown Feel the loneliness It’s burning down Statues left behind I’m breaking down this cell again It’s in my blood
 Every night I tell myself I’m gonna live another day Our struggles are all the same Every night I’m dreaming of Some solace in my broken heart I’m the only one left to blame Never mind it’s all a game
 Feel the hiss of the loneliness Feel the grasp of the long pale hand Feel it now, it’s all around
Tetraphobia 02:26
Tetraphobia A contradiction Tetraphobia My superstition Racing My heart’s racing Peaceful times don’t exist in my mind I’m doing time In my fucking head I can’t escape These walls of skull Are keeping me from feeling the tranquil Calming touch Of anything that resembles home Here it is Here it comes You’re dead You had your chance
CuCo 02:21

All this time I’ve been full time  been fed your lies thru this disguise betrayal wrapped innocence  it smelled like shit filled excuses I can’t stand all these politics these blurred lines and the blades that stick one and the same a face with no name
 So you  see me so true completely Take this last gift One ride Last trip
 So you  see me so true completely Take this last gift end it No more light shines on our time  its now filled with tight chests that bind Choked up choked out this life  choked out your life in mine I can’t stand all these politics these blurred lines and the blades that stick one and the same a face with no name
Winters 03:08
Longing for this hell to pass The shelter I built isn’t meant to last Walking along this frigid path I know I’d be ripped in half Bleeding through memories of past A treacherous trail, sever the mass Wading around, dead and last I finally see through the glass Winters Floating in this dark abyss Come to see I’m remiss
I wanna make the devil made Drink the holy water Feel his power rise inside of you Touch my heart, touch my soul Fix my sickness Make me whole I won’t be saved Without your control
 Obey the prophet You will prosper Obey the prophet now I wanna be the voice of god And drown you with my tongue Feel my gaze pierce your mind Touch my heart, heal my spine
Fugue State 03:43
Confined to a state paralysis Left with nothing but dull senses Condemned in the burdens of your truths Prosecute the pain of your culpability Fog in my brain, shuddering soul Ban my life and burn me whole I never Fused to glaciers plodding pace Feel the mongrels taste your bloody face Cross breed until I bleed out Cross breed until I bleed out


released October 16, 2020

The Lungs:
Billy Goldstein // Bass-Vox
Trevor Howard // Guitar-Vox
Dylan Howard // Drums-Vox

Recorded by Chase G. Meyer at RawDawgAudio in North Hollywood, CA // Mixed and mastered by Henrik Linde at Paracosm Productions in Van Nuys, CA // Artwork and layout by Casey Howard

Thank you // Justin Maranga and Kevin Donlon at Dune Altar, Stotto Cretin, Casey “The Caretaker” Howard, Chase G. Meyer, Henrik Linde (DREN), Scott at Rustbelt FX, Rob Dean at Oliver & Alistir, Kirsten Matt at Zildjian, Ben Davies at Vic Firth, Angie Martinez at Remo, Gregor Cash, Matt Hutchison, Jeff Abarta and the Total Massacre boys, Anthony Drinkwater and The Birth Defects, LFC, Dr. West at KEXP, Joseph Holiday, Jonah Nimoy and Derik Envy.

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The Lungs Los Angeles, California

THE LUNGS mantra: “make it visceral,” and with their dynamic live shows and series of independently released EPs, this Los Angeles-based punk trio has been doing just that. Driven by the daily hand-to-mouth grind that they endure and fueled by the macro volatilities that sparked the anger of so many Americans, The Lungs express their discontent with a surge of infectious post-hardcore dynamism. ... more

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