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Pliny Science
Face to face with colossus night shades know to harbor darker
Demon imposters holding innocence hostage they say tentative
Penmanship is a force to get lost in their self proclaimed miniscule
Problem built a palace from the ceilings to faucets nothing left to
Pour souls, but poor souls centripetal constants morsels the Scorned toll weigh more on the conscience not concerned about the Case and focus more on the contents Helios drawn dawn strong Bronze bond submerged by Saint John we’re sleeping east of Eden
A gas-masked past left a means for grievance let the last mask
Crack it’s something to believe in abolishing conglomerates on
Acts of treason the elders say we speak with reason the feeling
Is finally taking flight this evening breathtaking is the moment you
Can finally breathe in… Yes
Don’t worry about that said we will never go back
It’s just a thing of the past so don’t you worry like that
Said we will never go back it’s just a thing of the past
Wrapped up in a blanket support to ascend only if i make it
Conserved dead ends I must face it the bandages peeled away can
I replace it no divine grace for a prodigal son wasteful of the riches
The superiors wishes that I'd tailor the stitches compelled in their fate
Unknowing my place examining lands of child disgrace but curses lift Up off of the shoulders the boulders eroding following vultures who Whisper in conscious say what they mean but in promise cause the Stone never set no asphalt for the wandering souls who stay Pondering right goals and pay light tolls to cross roads before the Dawn strive to fight traffic with damaged headlights headlines read Tragic chorus
Bridge | Louis Alvin
The past is like yesterday the present is a gift on play
The future’s always coming so I tread steady, steady
Though my mind’s running, running well I guess we’re logical magically ethereal and lyrically unstoppable yeah and I think it’s quite Possible Lower Class made this track pretty untoppable
Cause of last monologue on the analog from drawn out logs longly stalled after aperture awfully caught the architect detecting intervals of Damaged temporal zones so he rearranged the temple stones Tempered orders of a pharaoh throwing truth in holes where the lions Pack in droves chewing muted souls I rode to raid said mental home With a bar of crow flew the coupe to show what had shrouded half Alluded throne rose against him with a rose cause I couldn’t cope With harming any part of ego even if it’s gross so we merged to bare A uniform so beautiful handed architect some flaws carving out the Inter walls draw conclusions from recollected allusions to confuse Theories of whether I’m a nuisance or a good kid lucid in nostalgic Pool pits panicked gripping floaters as my mother’s belting out hit the Kill switch and shed any shred of youth you couldn’t deal with never a Strong swimmer so I guess I’ll take a guilt trip I’ve built a semblance Of what’s assemblin’ embedded a resemblance of my father’s image Witnessed a helping hand uproot me out the Nile smiled recognized A fairer pharaoh in her child compiled the proper pieces upon the Wild sit atop my empire exalting onlookers exiled


from Wingfield Deluxe Edition, released April 27, 2013



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The Lower Class Austin, Texas

Soul and jazz inspired samples combine with nothing short of lyrical Kung Fu to give The Lower Class a sound reminiscent of hip-hop’s Golden Age. The trio’s fresh and laid back style, have indie blogs abuzz- comparing their sound to the likes of De La Soul, A Tribe Called Quest, and Jurassic 5. ... more

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