Lake Oswego

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Where I-5 meets 217
I make my way I live and breathe
I laugh and smile, I kick and scream
where I5 meets 217
In Tigard: “A place to call home”
But past your garish gilded gates
you watch with scorn my every day
You spit on me, it dries away
like your precious fucking gated lake will someday
Lake Oswego?
How ‘bout we not go to Lake Oswego

Take me back to my city. I can’t stand another day

I see how you maintain your pose by pulling up the roots of those
lucky enough to be exposed to trust accounts and credit growth
you catch them sleeping in their sunday best
But when it all comes crashing down I’ll be standing on higher ground
in my safe haven that I found it’s where I’m from it’s my hometown of Tigard
C’mon try it out

Now we’re gaining steam. Bursting at the seams
Where I5 meets 217

Take me back to my city. I can’t stand another day
Luxury cars and fading high school stars. No I won’t join your clique

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from Urban Prairie, released May 20, 2016

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No More Parachutes Portland, Oregon

Nominated by The Deli Magazine as "A Favorite Emerging Portland Artist of 2012."

"No More Parachutes are conduits of an explosive energy. Through their punk-infused rock anthems the trio showcase a driven kineticism balanced by dynamic arrangements and a youthful nostalgia." - Benjamin Toledo, DELI MAGAZINE ... more

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