Includes digital download code for their first release "Pique"
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Strictly limited to 300 on black vinyl.
The curse of a streaky shot
The weight of a wait on a talent that isn't controllable
Maybe tonight
He'll shoot out the lights
When a expectation exceeds one's patience
The public will cry
I'm working on my hair
I'm working on my teeth
I'm working on my eyes
And it's working
I worked on my hair
I worked on my teeth
I worked on my eyes
It was working
I don't know when it stopped clicking
I don't know if I can hang it all up
I'm so hung up on winning
I'm so hung, hung out to dry
So I don't sleep at night
I just replay the same sick, same six seconds
Seconds that undo years
Outside the crowd is waiting
They blame me
They blame me
They blame me
They blame me