Sleeping Patterns Of Pharmacists

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This red pill speaks to all my teeth -­‐ at night when I sleep
Nursing my words, in an ambulance -­‐ full of sugar coma zombies
This ghost in me, is threatening – to sell my story
Fighting a gang of black widow spiders
Knives out it’s time to take the city back
Knives out it’s time to take the city back

The Sleeping patterns of Pharmacist’s that are so fucked up (and crazy) Alarms are paper gloves without the stitching sewn up (properly)

My punctured veins light up my face -­‐ a fireworks display
Colour me in by using your body – morphine to supplement the drama Prescribing hope to broken throats – and girls in raincoats
Scanning your lungs and looking for signals
Knives out it’s time to paint the city black
Knives out it’s time to have a heart attack

The Sleeping patterns of Pharmacist’s that are so fucked up (and crazy) Alarms are paper gloves without the stitching sewn up (properly)

Wow, wow
Get up, get up, (hey)
Get up, get up, (hey)
Get up, get up

Wow, wow
Get up, get up, (hey)
Get up, get up, (hey)
Get up, get up

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from Pyramid Sequence, released September 6, 2013
Music by Niall Dalton
Singing and Lyrics by Daveit Ferris
Drums by Conor Crampsie

Recorded at Niall Dalton Studios
Mixed by Tre Sheppard at Zero:Hour
Mastered by Nathan Dantzler for The Hit Lab Mastering

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