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Supramassive

by Rifle

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Scary monsters Come in all colors Come in your wives Come in your daughters Clutch the pearls Clutch your bibles Clutch your white snake Clutch your rifles Scary Monsters! Eat your future Scary Monsters! Suck your karma Scary monsters! Your pale mojo Flags of your fathers Burn as you go Scary Monsters Yanking your chain Scary Monsters Mocking your pain Scary Monsters Universal Crossing borders Role reversal CHORUS Scary monsters Come in all colors Come in your wives Come in your daughters Scary Monsters Assimilation Who were your fathers? Before this nation? CHORUS
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She Sleeps 05:01
She sleeps in a house of mirrors She lies on a bed of stone She used to take pictures of strangers Now she's a portrait of her own Take a picture Capture the colors Cherish forever What you can hold in your hand Calculate who feels the worst Keep a ledger in your head Wipe the dirt from you hands and shoes Swallow hard all your should-have- saids Take a picture Capture the colors Cherish forever What you can hold in your hand We make for awkward mourners Holding hands against the night Everyone looking over their shoulders The last one to leave please put out the light Take a picture Capture the colors Cherish forever What you can hold in your hand
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Supramassive 04:22
You got a mouth full of gimme And a stocking full of coal Tiger, Tiger burning bright, With dark matter in your soul The God of the Gaps Mistook you for a whore Regret has been your lover, And rides you ‘til you’re sore Who could frame your symmetry? Who could tame this gravity? This is no weak attraction Supramassive! Fall back on what you know You’re your best currency When you divide by zero You sell yourself for free You conquer space around you I command what’s inside You’re shooting comets at me Let’s take them for a ride CHORUS Gravity comes in waves. How many generations Led you to who you are Who many iterations Cooked up in dying stars How could you doubt your value? You’re everything to me You’re fucking Supramassive Crush me with gravity CHORUS There is an event horizon Cresting along your soul When you divide by zero You swallow a black hole
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Torn dress, scuffed shoes She feels cheap, but she doesn’t feel used Still pretty but for the odd bruise She feels cheap, but she doesn't feel used How she needs her little dramas Walking wounded, searching for trauma She haunts the scene like a zombie slave Heart full of hunger and eyes full of grave Every night is Halloween, she's a matinee horror queen Her whole life's a silent scream, 'cause every night is Halloween How she hates the sound of laughter Mourning after the morning after Another day sobbing in her crypt The morning after the wrong word slipped Told the truth in the dark again Now she’s twisting in the wind Made a friend, he’s a lump in her throat Another line in her suicide note CHORUS Mouth full of blood ears burning with laughter Every morning is the morning after The wind sighs, rattles her bones She can't live like this but she can't die alone Not like she lived, can’t die alone CHORUS Torn dress, scuffed shoes She feels cheap, but she doesn’t feel used Spread wide, stretched thin She’s let too many strangers in It’s just too much to swallow A feast that leaves her hollow The wind sighs and rattles her bones She can’t live like this but she can’t die alone CHORUS Mouth full of blood ears burning with laughter Every morning is the morning after The wind sighs, rattles her bones She can't live like this but she can't die alone She can't die alone, not like she lived Can't die alone, please, not alone hear the wind sigh, come rattle her bones come rattle her bones, come rattle her bones
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Fabrication 03:26
Betrayed, you say, completely A string of lies that comes from me Perceiving the truth, differently Selecting lies, indiscriminately Pain, hate, love – all the same Empathy, an empty game A string of lies that comes from me Manipulation to set you free A rush of emotions that I instill Pain, hate, love – all the same Twisted and twisted until you become A string of lies that comes from me Confused and baffled, then you will see, A perfect match, we will then be Pain, hate, love – all the same

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released August 30, 2017

Rifle is:
Kenny Beckum - drums
Sean Flannery - bass
RT Kraken - vocals
Jet Piston - guitars & vocals

All music by Flannery, Piston & Beckum. All lyrics by Kraken except Fabrication by Flannery.

Supramassive was a DIY project, recorded by Jet Piston in Flannery's basement. Executive producer, Frank Cornelson. Mixed and Mastered by Jet Piston in his basement. Principal photography and digital design by RT Kraken. Art direction and graphic design by Jet Piston.


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Rifle Louisville, Kentucky

Rocking since 1996, Rifle is a fabulous rock and roll band from Louisville, Kentucky, where they enjoy playing and recording loud music. They also like fine dining, various visual artistic pursuits, and of course, bourbon. Also, going to parties with local friends like you. So, you know, if you’re having a party you should probably invite them. It’ll be fun. ... more

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