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Whiteout

from Life's A Gas by The Tins

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Right now I’m sitting on the past
The sun is like an arrow aimed at my thoughts, aimed at my chest
I’m burning up, I’m burning up
And you wonder why I’m not feeling well at all

I’ve quarantined my brain
I’m starving for attention, carving out the blame for a bad idea
It makes it hard, It makes it hard
Oh it’s always hard
I fight to the death for your sake

When the morning is over would you look after me and then
If we ever get out would you look after me?
When the morning is over would you look after me and then
If we’re ever allowed would you look after me?

Right now I’m targeting my dreams
I’m cutting out their insides, thrown at the walls as hard as it seems
I’ll shape it up, I’ll shape it up
Oh it isn’t much
I fight to the death for you sake

When the morning is over will you look after me and then
If we ever get out would you look after me?
You gave me the white of the whiteout not meaning to offend
If we’re ever allowed would you look after me?

You gave me the white of the whiteout not meaning to offend
If we’re ever allowed would you look after me?
Everyone’s looking at you now
A lead in to the end
If you’re ever around
Would you look after me?

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from Life's A Gas, released May 4, 2012

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The Tins Buffalo, New York

Buffalo, NY's, The Tins weave captivating harmonic anthems into a sonic fabric laced with threads of 60's psychedelic pop, static-washed folk, and new-wave art rock. Together, keyboardist Mike Santillo, drummer Dave Muntner, guitarist Adam Putzer, and bassist Justin John Smith draw listeners into a world crackling with “brilliant pop exuberance” (USA Today). ... more

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