Digon Video (MV)

Sour
Power's on
Not cowered
No coward
Battlespawn
Tattletale, taunts
It goes two ways
Killing on a Tuesday
I for one

I for one
For eyes, for all
Dare, do declare
Something got in here, and onto me
And spread to you
But, I am not
This ain't fair, I know
The whole of it
If I could take a portal
Before the air gently thinned
Safe to say, I wouldn't have these bullets
I see blue blood
Bantering with industry
Street heathens dismantling
Mix-matching
Attaching the missing link
Crash the ride and leave the scene
You actually died
Isn't this neat
Pieces are broken
Glue won't hold it

Pacing
You pick up and out
What you need
Soft obliteration
In disguise
You conceit
Lofted irrigation
Of an arrogant scene
I'm embarrassed to see
F*ckers breathe
And mentors dead
Even chance, play
Forfeited secrets
Very casual
Auditioning
Weakness dances in arms
That squeeze hard enough to release lead
An apathetic's boomerang swings in cycles
Give me f*cking signs that assure me I'm vital
I'm right here
Disciple of a sequencing
Cryogenically teased
Have you collected your caps for today
Did your scrap metal bleed
I cannot see
Through choking fires
Find my double
Going out
Now we've got twisted desires
I found them talking
Kicking back in the stairwell
Taking torches where they inspire
Find my troubles
F*cking drown em in wires
At loss
For hire
Thawed ice and such
May finalize, well
Enough to make the timer
Stagnant
Stuff's old, on me
Buying rope
Acquire souls
Snopes can doze on me
I'm charmed, you're hardly
Break cuffs at shows, departing
Total lethargy

Endings hurt, so I won't go
Leave the watch inscribed in stone
Ten things turned and bent and broke
Caught spending entries low
No more purpose finding a home
Endings hurt, so I won't go
Leave the watch inscribed in stone
Ten things turned and bent and broke
Caught spending entries low
No more purpose finding a home

Sour
Power's on
Not cowered
No coward
Battlespawn
Tattletale, taunts
It goes two ways
Killing on a Tuesday
I for one
Exist in what I show
Insist, intrinsically
I hold
A mess for you and me, both
I see blue blood
Bantering with industry
Street heathens dismantling
Mix-matching
Attaching the missing link
Crash the ride and leave the scene
You actually died
Isn't this neat
Pieces are broken
Glue won't hold it