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After The Burial - 'Lost in the Static'

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Catch ATB on tour with The Faceless

Tour Dates:

11/5 San Diego, CA @ Soma

11/6 Phoenix, AZ @ Joes Grotto

11/7 El Paso, TX @ Mesa Music Hall

11/8 Lubbock, TX @ Jake’s

11/10 Austin, TX @ Dirty Dog

11/11 Dallas, TX @ Trees

11/12 San Antonio, TX @ Jack’s Patio Bar

11/13 Houston, TX @ Scout Bar

11/14 Birmingham, AL @ Syndicate Lounge

11/15 St. Petersburg, FL @ Local 662

11/17 Greensboro, NC @ Greene Street

11/18 Baltimore, MD @ Soundstage

11/19 New York, NY @ Marlin Room at Webster Hall

11/20 Philadelphia, PA @ Voltage

11/21 Worcester, MA @ Upstairs at The Palladium

11/22 Rochester, NY @ California Brew Haus

11/23 Toronto, ON @ Virgin Mobile Mob Club

11/24 Pontiac, MI @ Pike Room at The Crofoot

11/25 Cleveland, OH @ Agore Ballroom

11/27 Chicago, IL @ The Abby

11/28 Minneapolis, MN @ Skyway Theater

11/29 Des Moines, IA @ Vaudeville Mews

12/1 Denver, CO @ Marquis Theater

12/2 Salt Lake City, UT @ In The Venue

12/5 Seattle, WA @ El Corazon

12/6 Portland, OR @ Hawthorne Theater

12/8 San Francisco, CA @ DNA Lounge

12/9 West Hollywood, CA @ Whisky a Go Go

12/11 Anaheim, CA @ Chain Reaction

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LYRICS:

And in the end i will show you that this life is only madness

Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static.

We build and build we forget the model, we design the madness

Please breathe, and we paint it gold.

A blur on the horizon we fail to keep site over and over again.

Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends,

Open your palms up resist the current.

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,

Lost in the static.

Lost in the static.

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers sonand you'll find me at the end,

Lost in the static.

Lost in the static.

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.

With pressure we creak and we bend. crimson feet trample our joints

We splinter and break. we suffer again.

We become a path others use to take,

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side

Cecome a path others use to take

Lost in the static

Just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

Hold me up and join me on the horizon

Kill whats left of the inner glow

Giving up the ghost

Growing cold

We never begin

Our own feet trample our joints, we burn at both ends

A blur on the horizon.

We become a path others use to take,

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side

Lost in the static

Ee build and build we forget the model, we design madness and

paint it gold

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,

Lost in the static.

Lost in the static.

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.

I am not your fathers son

I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,

Lost in the static.

Lost in the static.

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.