Take it all back
Because you know that
You are no victim
You are a cemetery
Rotting out and bathing in your privilege
Your privilege
Take it all back
Cause you know that
I'm a switchblade through the headlines
Await the moment when
We drive a spike
A spike to tear the
Sternum of your fiction
Take it all back
Cause you know that
I'm a switchblade through one more time
Take it all back
Cause you know that
I'm a switchblade through the headlines
Curb your pleasure
Ground your dreams
You want to watch me
To watch me bleed?
Curb your pleasure
Ground your dreams
You want to watch me
To watch me bleed?
Curb your pleasure
Ground your dreams
You want to watch me
Watch me bleed?
Curb your pleasure
Ground your dreams
You want to watch me
Watch me bleed?
The Devil Wears Prada - The Act Album Lyrics
The Devil Wears Prada - The Act Lyrics
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lines Of Your Hands
Won't you sleep in?
Escape it all a little bit longer
Avoid the clocks in the kitchen
Keep away from the radio
Won't you sleep in?
Vanish now, escape it all
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
I'm burning bridges I can't afford
I'm severing what I can't rebuild
In a debt consuming
Around the house - forever deja vu
Won't you sleep in?
Vanish now, escape it all
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
Let this be a song for you!
Let this be a song for you!
Around the house in the light of our moon
Around the house in the light of our moon
Around the house - forever deja vu
Around the house in the light of our moon
Are we getting closer?
She asked me
I can't ever tell what you're thinking
We'll just have to wait, wait and see
So you say impatiently
Forever deja vu
Let this be a song for you!
Let this be a song for you!
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
Escape it all a little bit longer
Avoid the clocks in the kitchen
Keep away from the radio
Won't you sleep in?
Vanish now, escape it all
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
I'm burning bridges I can't afford
I'm severing what I can't rebuild
In a debt consuming
Around the house - forever deja vu
Won't you sleep in?
Vanish now, escape it all
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
Let this be a song for you!
Let this be a song for you!
Around the house in the light of our moon
Around the house in the light of our moon
Around the house - forever deja vu
Around the house in the light of our moon
Are we getting closer?
She asked me
I can't ever tell what you're thinking
We'll just have to wait, wait and see
So you say impatiently
Forever deja vu
Let this be a song for you!
Let this be a song for you!
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word before you leave for the moon
Let me be the lines of your hands
Let this be a song for you
I beg you hear my every word - forever deja vu
Writer: Kyle Sipress, Jonathan Gering, Mike Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Chemical
Waking up to no meaning I stare at the ceiling
Count the imperfections that
Surround my being, can tell how I'm feeling
And it hurts more when you ask
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from the start
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
I'm too shy to speak up guess I have my reasons
For telling little lies
About those around me and what I could be
It's eating me alive
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from the start
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
I want to scream, but it won't help
I've created my own hell
And it's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
I find comfort when they say
You can't sit and count the days
Until it ends
There's still times I want to break
Everything I've ever made
But I've come a long way from
I've come a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
I want to scream, but it won't help
I've created my own hell
And it's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
Count the imperfections that
Surround my being, can tell how I'm feeling
And it hurts more when you ask
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from the start
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
I'm too shy to speak up guess I have my reasons
For telling little lies
About those around me and what I could be
It's eating me alive
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from the start
There's a hole in my head and heart
But I'm a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
I want to scream, but it won't help
I've created my own hell
And it's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
I find comfort when they say
You can't sit and count the days
Until it ends
There's still times I want to break
Everything I've ever made
But I've come a long way from
I've come a long way from
Back when I couldn't move, was frozen
I told myself, it's all good
It's only chemical
I want to scream, but it won't help
I've created my own hell
And it's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
It's only chemical
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Wave Of Youth
The broken glass wasn't the issue
It was a catalyst, just a reason to
An accident, a stroke of fate
I tried to hold it in, but I could feel it break
Build me up to tear me down
I fought so hard not to drown
Build me up to tear me down
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
I guess that's not enough
It's my fault
Staring out as I begin to fall
It never was enough
Like a parasite feeding on my doubt
Made me believe I needed help
Tried to hold it in, it wanted out
It wanted out
Build me up to tear me down
I fought so hard not to drown
Build me up to tear me down
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
I guess that's not enough
It's my fault
Staring out as I begin to fall
It never was enough
I blame myself for everything
I fought so hard not to drown
I held the walls, you pulled the strings
And now it's all crashing down
So please remind me
Of who I'm supposed to be
Cause now I'm finding
It's tearing at the seams
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
There's nothing left to give, you have it
It was a catalyst, just a reason to
An accident, a stroke of fate
I tried to hold it in, but I could feel it break
Build me up to tear me down
I fought so hard not to drown
Build me up to tear me down
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
I guess that's not enough
It's my fault
Staring out as I begin to fall
It never was enough
Like a parasite feeding on my doubt
Made me believe I needed help
Tried to hold it in, it wanted out
It wanted out
Build me up to tear me down
I fought so hard not to drown
Build me up to tear me down
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
I guess that's not enough
It's my fault
Staring out as I begin to fall
It never was enough
I blame myself for everything
I fought so hard not to drown
I held the walls, you pulled the strings
And now it's all crashing down
So please remind me
Of who I'm supposed to be
Cause now I'm finding
It's tearing at the seams
Riding this wave of youth
The pattern repeats the truth
You can't understand, it's happened again
Slipped out of my hands
It's my fault
It's my fault
There's nothing left to give you have it all
There's nothing left to give, you have it
Writer: Jeremy Depoyster, Jonathan Gering
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Please Say No
Foot by foot down the stairs
No tinge of twilight between the floorboards
One man followed by another - deep south, beneath, under
Slowly entering the cellar
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Let them bells ring as they did years ago
Let that choir sing and so it goes
He begs for every coin as they promise to reap and sow
She begs to be employed
Down below
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
Down below
Please say no!
The poor are giving and the priests are taking!
The poor are giving and the priests are taking!
Down below!
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
Down below
Please say
No tinge of twilight between the floorboards
One man followed by another - deep south, beneath, under
Slowly entering the cellar
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Let them bells ring as they did years ago
Let that choir sing and so it goes
He begs for every coin as they promise to reap and sow
She begs to be employed
Down below
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
(Down below, down below)
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
Down below
Please say no!
The poor are giving and the priests are taking!
The poor are giving and the priests are taking!
Down below!
Please say no
Think about when she was
In your arms
Down below
Please say
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Thread
Ten thousand tons
Somehow gaining mass
It senses the symptoms
Of a life's thread rusting out
It features the dangers
With a mind for pure corrosion
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we gaze through the window
The ash storm begins to rain
Iron oxide tells the difference
Patterning what this used to be
I've got some feelings
Some feelings as of late
Meanwhile the ceiling
Is what I can't shake
What if we don't change?
What if we stay the same?
Then you're the ceiling
The ceiling that I can't shake
You can see my hands
Reaching out, grasping at the thread
Hear her laughter reverberate
Through the lowest rings of hell
I'll be gone once you're through with me
I'll be gone once you're through with me
I've got some feelings
Some feelings as of late
Meanwhile the ceiling
Is what I can't shake
What if we don't change?
What if we stay the same?
Then you're the ceiling
The ceiling that I can't shake
The ceiling that I can't shake
The ceiling that I can't shake
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we gaze through the window
The ash storm begins to rain
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we taste the shattered glass
The ash storm begins to rain
After all is said and done
Unable to tolerate
You can watch me go under
Brought down by the weight
After all is said and done
Unable to tolerate
You can watch me disappear
Brought down by the weight
You should speak up
You should speak up
Let me hear your voice
Let me hear your voice
Somehow gaining mass
It senses the symptoms
Of a life's thread rusting out
It features the dangers
With a mind for pure corrosion
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we gaze through the window
The ash storm begins to rain
Iron oxide tells the difference
Patterning what this used to be
I've got some feelings
Some feelings as of late
Meanwhile the ceiling
Is what I can't shake
What if we don't change?
What if we stay the same?
Then you're the ceiling
The ceiling that I can't shake
You can see my hands
Reaching out, grasping at the thread
Hear her laughter reverberate
Through the lowest rings of hell
I'll be gone once you're through with me
I'll be gone once you're through with me
I've got some feelings
Some feelings as of late
Meanwhile the ceiling
Is what I can't shake
What if we don't change?
What if we stay the same?
Then you're the ceiling
The ceiling that I can't shake
The ceiling that I can't shake
The ceiling that I can't shake
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we gaze through the window
The ash storm begins to rain
You won't say a word
Why won't you look my way?
As we taste the shattered glass
The ash storm begins to rain
After all is said and done
Unable to tolerate
You can watch me go under
Brought down by the weight
After all is said and done
Unable to tolerate
You can watch me disappear
Brought down by the weight
You should speak up
You should speak up
Let me hear your voice
Let me hear your voice
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Numb
Paint a picture in my head
Yellow, black, and red
Use it as a disguise
Spray it down to reset
Clean bodies at rest
Pull the wool over my eyes
Over my eyes
Push me 'til the very end
This life was all but over when
All of my friends found their graves
Now use me 'til there's nothing left
Then shoot me with your medicine
'Til I can't feel any more pain
I'm numb to this place
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
(In my head)
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Pull the shades closed
Turn this town off
You see right through me
Just turn this town off
So push me
Push me 'til the very end
This life was all but over when
All of my friends found their graves
Now use me 'til there's nothing left
Then shoot me with your medicine
'Til I can't feel any more pain
I'm numb to this place
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Yellow, black, and red
Use it as a disguise
Spray it down to reset
Clean bodies at rest
Pull the wool over my eyes
Over my eyes
Push me 'til the very end
This life was all but over when
All of my friends found their graves
Now use me 'til there's nothing left
Then shoot me with your medicine
'Til I can't feel any more pain
I'm numb to this place
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
(In my head)
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Pull the shades closed
Turn this town off
You see right through me
Just turn this town off
So push me
Push me 'til the very end
This life was all but over when
All of my friends found their graves
Now use me 'til there's nothing left
Then shoot me with your medicine
'Til I can't feel any more pain
I'm numb to this place
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures in my head
Painting pictures, I'm
Painting pictures in my head
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Isnt It Strange?
Navigate the map
Distinguish a poorly-written script
Am I the city center or am I an island?
Isn't it strange? Am I all alone?
The doctor is running a few minutes late
No drip to compensate
Paper blanket pulled out straight
No room for debate
Nothing echoes within the corners
A door frame contrasts the space
Always distracted - these ghosts took my name
They stole my faith - all in vain
All in vain
Invisible waves through me
Intrusion - entirely
Slow down like January
Take a form - pathetically
Isn't it strange?
Isn't it strange?
The doctor is running a few minutes late
No drip to compensate
Paper blanket pulled out straight
No room for debate
Distinguish a poorly-written script
Am I the city center or am I an island?
Isn't it strange? Am I all alone?
The doctor is running a few minutes late
No drip to compensate
Paper blanket pulled out straight
No room for debate
Nothing echoes within the corners
A door frame contrasts the space
Always distracted - these ghosts took my name
They stole my faith - all in vain
All in vain
Invisible waves through me
Intrusion - entirely
Slow down like January
Take a form - pathetically
Isn't it strange?
Isn't it strange?
The doctor is running a few minutes late
No drip to compensate
Paper blanket pulled out straight
No room for debate
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Diamond Lost
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
Deep underground within the dirt
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
If the season keeps like this
Bone-dry permanence
I'll send postcards I don't even mean
From here, the dim, the black unseen
So where do I go
If this is what's to be?
How will it end
Without destiny?
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
Deep underground within the dirt
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
For some time now
Love wanders out further and further
Deadbolt, lockdown
And they swear that the key was lost somehow
Where do I go
If this is what's to be?
How will it end
Without destiny?
I'm complicit
Unable to retreat
So how will it end?
What about me?
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
Deep underground within the dirt
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
If the season keeps like this
Bone-dry permanence
I'll send postcards I don't even mean
From here, the dim, the black unseen
So where do I go
If this is what's to be?
How will it end
Without destiny?
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
Deep underground within the dirt
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
For some time now
Love wanders out further and further
Deadbolt, lockdown
And they swear that the key was lost somehow
Where do I go
If this is what's to be?
How will it end
Without destiny?
I'm complicit
Unable to retreat
So how will it end?
What about me?
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
There's a diamond lost inside the earth
I dig and dig 'til my hands burn
But I'll never find her
Writer: Jeremy Depoyster, Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
As Kids
My imagination was brighter
Above the streets - spotted circles
Destiny didn't seem so vague
Control wasn't so important
It's now that the decades wash away
It's now that I accept the blame
A reason was never mentioned
I had nothing but good intentions
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
As kids - keeping like the wind
Without a care at all
As kids - back when we could hear
The voices through the walls
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
Kicking rocks. Breaking sticks
Starting fires out in the woods
Vices - insignificant
We were only young (We were only young)
It's now that the decades wash away
It's now that I accept the blame
A reason was never mentioned
I had nothing but good intentions
Now there's new pain
Introducing a stranger
Grimacing while we break our backs
Can I get a taker
To assume the duties of our age?
Now there's new pain
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be
As kids - keeping like the wind
Without a care at all
As kids - back when we could hear
The voices through the walls
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
Above the streets - spotted circles
Destiny didn't seem so vague
Control wasn't so important
It's now that the decades wash away
It's now that I accept the blame
A reason was never mentioned
I had nothing but good intentions
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
As kids - keeping like the wind
Without a care at all
As kids - back when we could hear
The voices through the walls
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
Kicking rocks. Breaking sticks
Starting fires out in the woods
Vices - insignificant
We were only young (We were only young)
It's now that the decades wash away
It's now that I accept the blame
A reason was never mentioned
I had nothing but good intentions
Now there's new pain
Introducing a stranger
Grimacing while we break our backs
Can I get a taker
To assume the duties of our age?
Now there's new pain
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between the branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be
As kids - keeping like the wind
Without a care at all
As kids - back when we could hear
The voices through the walls
Remember the flashes
The sky shining between branches
It all seemed to be enough
It all seemed to be enough
Writer: ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Even Though
Even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
It was then I felt the hammer
Adjusted aperture, chasing light
I foraged through the ground
I was losing my sight
Disconnected
Uncorrected
New beds in new hotels
Set to remind me of our shared history
Even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
Even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
A story more intact
I'll try to provide
But with the constant mist
The haze to coincide
Misrepresented
Overextended
A new desk in a new office
Set to remind me of our shared history
Even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
Even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
The air was too heavy
All struggle who breathe it in
The ropes too tight
Compounding while we sleep
The air was too heavy
The ropes too tight
The air was too heavy
The ropes too tight
And even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
On what I made
And even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
It was then I felt the hammer
Adjusted aperture, chasing light
I foraged through the ground
I was losing my sight
Disconnected
Uncorrected
New beds in new hotels
Set to remind me of our shared history
Even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
Even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
A story more intact
I'll try to provide
But with the constant mist
The haze to coincide
Misrepresented
Overextended
A new desk in a new office
Set to remind me of our shared history
Even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
Even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
The air was too heavy
All struggle who breathe it in
The ropes too tight
Compounding while we sleep
The air was too heavy
The ropes too tight
The air was too heavy
The ropes too tight
And even though you felt that way
I was with the hurricane
Looking out on what I made
On what I made
And even though you told me months before
Some things I couldn't say
Looking out on what I made
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Spiderhead
In early autumn I saw her face
A premonition
Beneath the sky
Panning the landscape
Quick gusts across a barren desert
Arms stretched to bring me closer
Arms stretched to bring me close
Wheels - spinning and spinning
Blind minds - thinning and thinning
The spiderhead casts a violet spell
Tell it to me tell it well
Let it sound all the way to hell
Tell it to me tell it well
She seems common for the most part
As the page turns
The calendar drifts
Her claims - profound
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
Wheels - spinning and spinning
Blind minds - thinning and thinning
The spiderhead casts a violet spell
Tell it to me tell it well
Let it sound all the way to hell
Tell it to me tell it well
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
A premonition
Beneath the sky
Panning the landscape
Quick gusts across a barren desert
Arms stretched to bring me closer
Arms stretched to bring me close
Wheels - spinning and spinning
Blind minds - thinning and thinning
The spiderhead casts a violet spell
Tell it to me tell it well
Let it sound all the way to hell
Tell it to me tell it well
She seems common for the most part
As the page turns
The calendar drifts
Her claims - profound
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
Wheels - spinning and spinning
Blind minds - thinning and thinning
The spiderhead casts a violet spell
Tell it to me tell it well
Let it sound all the way to hell
Tell it to me tell it well
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
For it all to reverse
For it all to turn over
The crimson tone will deepen
Until October
Writer: Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Act is the seventh studio album by American metalcore band The Devil Wears Prada. It was released on October 11, 2019, through Solid State Records. The album was produced by the band's keyboardist Jonathan Gering. It is the band's final album with founding bassist Andy Trick before his departure in September 2020.
Vocalist Mike Hranica mentioned the band scrapped 60 songs they had developed before settling with the 12 that make up the album. Hranica stated "We wanted to do something that actually tests the boundaries. You don't see that in rock, and there's so little invention in rock these days." The band was heavily inspired by the album Hiss Spun by Chelsea Wolfe when writing the album.
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The Devil Wears PradaVocalist Mike Hranica mentioned the band scrapped 60 songs they had developed before settling with the 12 that make up the album. Hranica stated "We wanted to do something that actually tests the boundaries. You don't see that in rock, and there's so little invention in rock these days." The band was heavily inspired by the album Hiss Spun by Chelsea Wolfe when writing the album.
Genre(s): Metalcore, indie rock, hard rock, electronica
Producer(s): Sonny DiPerri, The Devil Wears Prada
Length: 44:55
Released: October 11th, 2019
Year: 2019