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Track 3
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I’m begging for sleep or a tranquil mind as the 7AM sunrise pushes through my blinds. The Angel of Death gets me in his sights. It takes everything in me to make it through these Florida nights. I’m uncomfortable. Stuck inside these four walls. Knowing I might never make it out. Introversion is the whisper in my ear telling me to live without anyone else. Because everyone I love will stray, eventually. Father time will blow them away. Born alone. Live alone. Die alone.
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No Promised Land,
released September 30, 2011
Recorded and mixed / mastered by Daniel @Iceman Studios
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