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By Night

by Plague Vendor

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1.
New Comedown 03:07
Nighttime catches neon eyes I’m fighting but I just can’t sit Feeling in my bones tells me you’re all alone This urgency, it just won’t quit Burning through this town I kick the clocks around I’m balancing the cracked pavement See you here, and then you’re gone You’re caught but not for too long Yeah baby, you’re my new comedown When you put me down You’re my new comedown I love when you put me down I feel you in my future step You’re everywhere that I want to go I dodge the night till it’s out of sight These places dared unknown Traces left behind they lead and let remind It’s only matter of time Till the nighttime comes and catches neon eyes Yeah baby, you’re my new comedown When you put me down You’re my new comedown I love when you put me down
2.
I️ picked a number between one and ten I️ threw it up, and I️ went back again Oh yes, it’s crazy girl I️’m out of my head But there is nothing wrong with me There is something wrong with you She’s always calling on the phone Said something’s right and something’s wrong Now I’m bleeding from my nose My fingers scratches up the walls What’s white is black is now is grey The pigment color change the frame My body’s numb but that’s okay I️ WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY! I️ picked a number between one and ten I️ threw it up, and I️ went back again Oh yes, it’s crazy girl I️’m out of my head But there is nothing wrong with me There is something wrong with you
3.
Am I just losing my mind? Am I just passing the time? Am I just falling in love? Or am I all of the above? A silhouette drags up from the floor A silhouette drags up too soon A silhouette falls where the silhouette moves A silhouette leaves a cut and a bruise She wanna fight, fight up till the dawn She wanna wrestle the night till it’s gone I finally fall asleep on the stairs We toss in turn with the ghost from the sand With all of the above, all of the above ALRIGHT! Am I just losing my mind? Am I just passing the time? Am I just falling in love? Or am I all of the above?
4.
Soon as I burn I fall through the floor You took my eyes Took my tongue and so much more You held me captive in your embrace Looking back in the mirror I see your face YEAH! Now let me get high, high, high, Now let me get low, low, low Soon as I burn I begin to see The seconds of fates reality Take it not for granted But shake its hand If not now, when you’re older you’ll understand YEAH! Now let me get high, high, high, Now let me get low, low, low Soon as I burn I fall through the floor You took my eyes Took my tongue and so much more You held me captive in your embrace Looking back in the mirror I see your face Now let me get high, high, high, Now let me get low, low, low Won’t you let me get high Won’t you let me get low
5.
Prism 02:26
Mass precision Heightened superstition Hyp to the tism You got me stuck in your prism I’m crazy about you Your spell on me You put your spell on me I know you see me walking, but I barely feel my knees The words you say Falling from your lips Your sugar-coated kisses with your microcosm hips Oh! Dance is all I know I got the feeling of the Holy Ghost I’m about to let you know And bet just when you see That I can make you a believer when you catch a glimpse of me Mass precision Heightened superstition Hyp to the tism You got me stuck in your prism I’m crazy about you
6.
White Wall 03:17
I’m staring at a white wall Thinking about I could’ve had it all Stacked my money get a little tall But I got bit by Rock n Roll Come here boy, come and take a shot Be slick though, don’t get caught That was all that it took for me Thinking back, I was only seventeen I’m staring at black wall Thinking about how I used to have it all Sitting pretty not a care at all And I owe it all to Rock n Roll Take your blood put it on the line Your name in lights by the end of the night These were words that were said to me Thinking back, I was only twenty-three I’m staring at a white wall Thinking about I could’ve had it all Stacked my money get a little tall But I got bit by Rock n Roll Relax boy, come and take a shot Be slick though, don’t get caught That was all that it took for me Thinking back, I was only seventeen
7.
Night Sweats 03:10
What went down? This is all I’ll say I’m causing commotion in an old-fashioned way I vouch for the night and the liquors too I’m a death trap kamikaze coming for you Step aside boy, yeah this don’t concern you I️’m a simple little man giving the devil his due I️ vouch for the night all the way to the moon And I️ can tell you the time We’ve got enough to get through Cold with night sweats sleeping outside I’m cold with the night sweats Hitched a ride in a shotgun cruise In a drop top camouflage Coupe Deville I️ met little Sally with a blue and yellow pill Said she knows a man in a broken alley way And he’s got what I want Just follow her this a way Sixteen suits and one top hat But he knows this city like the back of his hand Cold with night sweats sleeping outside I’m cold with the night sweats
8.
You’re the pain in my heart You’re the crash out in the street You circle like a vulture Waiting on my dead meat You’re the ghost that haunts this room And now you’re tryin to keep me And I’m strangling myself in my sleep Trying to get some relief From your slow kill You’re a slow kill I’m the pain in your heart I’m the secrets that you keep I’m your enemy and lover Waiting for you in the deep I’m the ghost that haunts this room Begging for you to set me free And I’m rambling to myself In my sleep trying to get some relief From your slow kill You’re a slow kill
9.
Waiting on myself Pressed up against the morning light I’m looking in the mirror and I know that shit ain’t right With this sunset and those fireworks But this heartache survive, I’m howling at the moon Like a rabid dog in the night Then at the corner, I’ll be waiting for you there With black bags and a clown face Just looking for your dead stare Moves like Fred Astaire Too quick now I’m here I skipped through the city Without toll or a fair And I say DAMN! Would you look at this? Gone with an iron fist Started with a shake and twist But no, it’s not so innocent And I say DAMN! HA! DAMN! You can tell by my alligator boots Got the snake skin suit With a top hat to boot You can go and bleach your hair But oh, we just don’t care And you can pray to the Devil, but Lords the only one there And I say DAMN! HA! DAMN! And all the walls are shaking And my mind’s earth quaking Damn, would you look at this? Here it comes with an iron fist Started with a shake and twist But no, it’s not so innocent DAMN! HA! DAMN! And all the walls are shaking And my mind’s earth quaking
10.
In My Pocket 03:32
Am I️ asleep again? Am I️ awake again? Did I️ take too much? Have I️ felt enough? I️ want to feel the sun on the tip of my tongue I️ want to feel the night I️ want to sleep again But I’ll wait Cause I️ got it in my pocket It’s luck in my pocket And I️ don’t do too much talking I keep good luck in my pocket And I️ don’t do too much talking Am I️ asleep again? Am I️ awake again? Did I️ take too much? Have I️ felt enough? I️ want to feel the sun on the tip of my tongue I️ want to feel the night I️ want to sleep again Sleep again Awake again Take too much Yeah, I felt enough Feel the sun on the tip of my tongue Feel the night, and sleep again It’s luck in my pocket And I️ don’t do too much talking I keep good luck in my pocket

credits

released June 7, 2019

Brandon Blaine – Vocals
Michael Perez – Bass
Luke Perine – Drums and Percussion
Jay Rogers – Guitar

All songs written by Plague Vendor.
All songs published by PLG VNDR Music (ASCAP) & Songs Of The Mothership (ASCAP).

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by John Congleton.
Recorded at EastWest Studios, Los Angeles, CA and Kingsize Soundlabs, Los Angeles, CA.
Mixed at Elmwood West, Los Angeles, CA.
Mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound, New York, NY.
Photos by Robert Hickerson.
Styling by Anton Schneider.
Layout by Jason Link.

Management: Relentless Artist Management, Inc.
Booking North America: Jared Martin and Will Scott at CAA.
Booking ROW: David Ball at CAA.
Publicist: Christine Morales at Epitaph Records.
Legal: Gary Gilbert and W. Joseph Anderson at Manatt, Phelps & Phillips, LLP.

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