Another track by TPMC that I did vocals for. I think this one turned out pretty well, especially since I made the vocals go with the title. FUCK SHIT! I accidentally had the title as "Subtraction" instead of "Subtracting", sorry about that!

If you like this go check out TPMC here on NG or over at thepostmoderncliche.bandc amp.com!

Lyrics: Subtracting energies, enemies- enemies

Subtracting energies, enemies spare me please. Your lemon breath does sting my eyes, my eyelids weren't built to block lies. Infectious, blatant smiles being fed snake oil promises. (snake oil)

It's my pleasure, my fair sir, just walk over me. We lost the chance to dance but I was never good during or after.

Subtracting refugees, discrepancies that no one sees. When the man in the suit walked by, I swear I heard my children die. Ambition, high precision, it'll get it done. One by one your numbers no longer block out the sun. (block out the sun)