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GET THE SHOT's new single 'FEED ME TO THE PIGS'!
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Produced, recorded and mixed by Maxime Lacroix at House of Gain Studio
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music
VIDEO CREDITS:
Visualizer by Alexandra Sterl
GET THE SHOT is:
Dany Roberge
Tommy Chiasson
Guy-Pierre Genest
Olivier Roy
Patrick Woods
Matthieu Dhani
Lyrics:
I'm bleeding out
Out of place and lost without
Rope burns and scars
The house is fuming, are you happy now?
My burdens are my anchoring
Lay to rest the malady
Feed me to the pigs
Everytime I try to live I forget, I love to regret
My hands are tied, no more excuses
Feed me to the pigs
My hands are tied, No more excuses
In pieces, feed me to the pigs
No second chances my anguish is all I got
The heavy hand of insecurity to tie the knot
I’m running in circles and losing breath
Anxiously screaming until I’m dead
Complicit to my own demise
Black veins; rope scars
Happier days, a distant affair
The promise ever so frail, the sanction is there
I’ve set my house on fire, no vague desires
I love to regret that I’ve said I'm fine
I’m running in circles and losing breath
Anxiously screaming until I’m dead
Complicit to my own demise
Nowhere to hide
FEED ME TO THE PIGS
Hardly conscious, dead stare
Happier days, a distant affair
Hardly conscious
I'm chasing my own tail gasping for
Dead stare, gasping for air
I’m chasing my own tail