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Modern humanity's struggle against corporate structure.

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In This Building, Up Where The Air is Thin
Can you still taste the oxygen
'cos I'm gasping, drowning, struggling to breathe in
My mind is so full of dark thoughts
Like parasites beneath my skin

I swore I was one of the good guys
Just trying to live in a world full of their lies
But the further that you crawl
Up the ladder towards their skies
The more you start to see it through their eyes

But all their bitterness, could have left me
A broken man
But underneath, all their cynicism
That's not who I am

We are the backstabbed, left in free-fall
Whilst the backhanders and the ugliness
They stay 70 storeys tall
We are the empty, empathetic waste
I don't know if, it's the air, or the dirt we'll taste
(When we smash into the onrushing ground)

But all their bitterness, could have left me
A broken man
But underneath, all their cynicism
That's not who I am

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from Up Where The Air is Thin / Novella, released February 23, 2015
Alex - Guitar/Vocals
Ben - Ambient guitar
Jack - Lead Guitar
James - Bass
Thom - Drums

Original guitar progression - Jane E McConnell/Alex Coates

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