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Vans Warped Tour ’18
Disc 1
01. Book of Love
02. New Jersey Takes, the World Wakes
03. Get By
04. Double Helix
05. Slow Burn
06. Distant
07. All the Same (Once a Liar, Always a Liar)
08. Jamie All Over
09. Headfirst
10. Black Butterflies and Déjà Vu
11. Get Higher
12. Baby’s Breath
13. Stay Ignorant
14. New Face
15. Boom!
16. She Got Arrested
17. Get Em Hot
18. Things Change
19. Paradise
20. California Stoned
21. Crazy
22. Keeper
23. End of an Era
24. Let It Rain
25. Austen
26. For Our Fathers
Disc 2
01. Nature of the Beast
02. Kings of Sorrow
03. Voices
04. Where Did It Go?
05. Coma
06. Glitches
07. Stitch
08. My Heroes
09. Four Horsemen
10. Passage
11. Mold
12. Nothing to You
13. Split
14. I Saw the Bombs Fall
15. Cold, Dark Winter
16. Rise
17. Zero
18. How Selfish I Seem
19. I’ll Find a Way
20. Beside Myself
21. The Wreath and the Follower
22. This Could Be Heartbreak
23. Full Circle
24. Suffocating Syndrome
25. Lucky People
So long to young love I've anchored my heart
Farewell to small joys I've burned down the bar
I'm changing my name so I don't do no harm
Some say it's vanity, some say its charm

No levels, still the same old devils

Frightened of fear, a servant of time
Kidnapped the queen, I have angered the hive
Snuffed out the stars with celestial winds
Ended a cycle that started again
I stopped going out, they kept coming in
Was I saving my soul or saving my skin?

No levels, still the same old devils

Can't hold it close, can't let it go
Prisons in basements in slick model homes

I'm just a day-tripper on sacred terrain
My transformation went from mangled to tame
I don't feel different but I don't feel the same
I'm afloat with an ear to the ground
I built a fortress with some books and a phrase
I felt some heat so I came out of the haze
I saw the end and I was truly afraid
I have begged but I'm still not allowed

It's a trap, lay the bait, catch the rat
It's a trap, lay the bait, catch the rat

Flew home and left the unknown in the lurch
Kept finding bodies, I called off the search
Went to a hymn from a funeral dirge
Church in the hospital, dog in the church

No levels, still the same old devils

Shepherd me back, this time I know
I don't know nothing, I'm not in control

Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless
Mindful but gutless

There's no need to panic
No need to panic