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Rising Tide

from Lost Weekends by Fake Guns

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VERSE
I can’t feel a single step
It’s freaking me out
Slowly running out of breath
Just a little

Nostalgia drags me around
It’s kinda freaking me out
Tell me what it’s all about
So lost in the signals

CHORUS
Think I’m gonna slip away
Maybe this is my mistake
Maybe everything is fake
Still I feel stuck in the middle

Don’t know what we’re looking for
Stretched out on the floor
Easier to ignore
Still we’re here stuck in the middle

VERSE
There ain’t a lot of things to do
Except lay around
Waste some time with you
For a little

I can’t seem to find the ground
It’s really freaking me out
It’s almost like every sound
Getting lost in the signals

CHORUS
Think I’m gonna slip away
Maybe this is my mistake
Maybe everything is fake
Still I feel stuck in the middle

Don’t know what we’re looking for
Stretched out on the floor
Easier to ignore
Still we’re here stuck in the middle

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from Lost Weekends, released September 22, 2017
Written / Produced by Alex Fitts
Drums by Chris Wall

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Fake Guns New York

New York duo, Fake Guns, blurs the terrestrial and the ethereal. Equal parts visceral surf rock and dense space-y synths, they layer intricate arrangements over a driving rock-and-roll foundation to create a sound that will undoubtedly keep you moving. Fake Guns is Alex Fitts and Chris Wall. They are contributing members of society. ... more

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