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released July 14, 2017

Produced by Jesse Winchester and Joe Mansman Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Jesse Winchester Recorded at The Masonic Temple of Hudson Falls (Hudson Falls NY)
A&R by Christopher Hantmann at Sounds and Tones Records Photography by Schraver McCasland and Sam Stone / Cover Photography by Garrett Bean
All songs written by Joe Mansman and The Midnight Revival Band Copyright 2017 Music To Drown To(BMI) / Sounds and Tones Records
Additional vocals and percussion by Jimmy Lightning

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I've been clawing like a devil's living under my skin. Im like the ox at a slaughter and it's wearing me thin. Singing hymns of the dreadful and the chorus is thick, yeah the reaper's got me humming along. Been up and down the river and it's aching my bones. Tied up like a harlot while they're throwing their stones. Fear's just a souvenir you take when you go, no bigger lie you believe in. Caught me a silver tongue by the noose and a throe. Hell never bid my stay now it;s calling me home. Heaven's got a place for the wayward sons but they never heard my name at the gates. I could recite my sins till they're burning my lungs i know i'll pay that wage below or above. You get the rot in your stomach at the judgement throne while the preacher's got em hollerin' and nodding along. There's a debt on the table and blood in my lungs, they say i caught up to Belial in height. Hollow is the son of a father of lies, bred to inherit and colder the eyes. I know how i lived and i know that i'll die but you can never take away what's mine.