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Sticks

from Lock the Gate by Blind Tiger

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Creation! That’s all you have in your name. You’ve planted him just to watch us ache. You’ve refused to experience the full embrace of what you’ve made. Ruined! I don’t know that I could let this happen for one more goddamn minute; Watching the smoke billow out of your fucking eyes. I acted as a crutch as he stumbled those streets and yet you just stood there with that look in your face: Laughing; Arms folded, smiling. Swimming through your patience. I don’t know the difference. When sticks are hands, you’ve only lost us. I asked him what he had done for years. He replied with words and tears, “My father bought a boat so that we could share experiences. And I waited patiently and stared up at the trees and wondered what it would be like if he were here for me.” I pointed him in the direction of his house with sticks that I had ripped from the trees. I sent him on his way down the same streets. He made lines in the dirt as he climbed the steps. He raised his head to check for anyone else. I said, “There’s no one there, there’s no one there, there’s no one fucking there!”. I’ll stomp my shoes at the foot of your bed, waiting patiently with sticks for hands.

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from Lock the Gate, released March 17, 2017

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Blind Tiger Panama City, Florida

Metal/Hardcore from Southeast US. Come see a show.

Nick- Vocals
Mikey- Drums
Hunty- Bass
Steb- Guitar
Coco- Trumpet/Synth

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