Line of Prime

from by STATS (Brooklyn)

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Sleep
My son

Posture
Of everyone

The mission
Head full of sparks

Thrilled
Doomed inside a mirage

Seep
Let go

Shuffle
Then you set it aside

Fix
Dream list

Jacked
Prisoner of the tide

You animated every spark
Believing that it was your purpose

And to a flame they all went dark
Conceded that it wasn't worth it

Self-cannibal in all our minds
You're gnawing through a feeble curtain

The skeleton and brain cannot align

You mastered all the lesser arts
Coasting

And glossed over the tricky parts
Ghosting

Slice the scalp
Behold the brain
Boiling in its sweat

Reach down in
And extract the grain
Every piece you can get

Once a prince
And now insane
Leatherbound and alone

Made no sense
Blade drops

Caught a break
Returned to the plains
Pilgrimage of the saint

He can keep
Flame hot
That dream locked

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from Mercy, released August 8, 2015

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STATS (Brooklyn) Brooklyn, New York

Formed in 2002 under the name Stay Fucked, STATS are an aggressive, stylistically omnivorous rock trio based in Brooklyn. STATS released their debut LP, 'Mercy,' in August 2015 via New Atlantis Records.

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