Eternal Palms

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Eternal palms rubbing these eyes just like some ritual dance, prophetic lies to cover up happenstance. "It can't be true" said me the muttering fool while staring at stainless steel inside a crowded room. They made their presence known, they made their decisions so it's DEFCON 1 and static in my skull. This fractured hand is sleeping in on ice as if lightning struck twice. When you get everything that you want send me a postcard so I know your motives. I'll be waiting for the end of your line and watching from afar hoping you folded. Today, I learned that he can't make eye contact. It’s like winning the lottery but then having to give it back. Unconcerned, self serving, the opportunity lurking. Justify, your judgment, without the retribution. What are you waiting for? This is your green light. How can you live this way? Today I ripped a white flag to shreds and I’m not held down. There is wedding cake all over the floor and on my head lies a crown. I guess I'll take it.

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from Tens, released June 10, 2016

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Tens Chicago, Illinois

Tens is the musical manifestation of someone lighting off fireworks indoors.

We also play in these bands: Two Houses, Costanza, City Mouse, Rapids, Fuck you, Idiot!, and Texas Chainstore Manager.

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