Minus the Bear - Drilling (OFFICIAL VISUALIZER)

"Drilling" appears on SSQ047 Minus the Bear 'Menos el Oso' LP/CD/DIG Suicide Squeeze Records Song credits: Written by Minus the Bear Guitar & Vocals by Jake Snider Guitar by David Knudson Drums by Erin Tate Bass by Cory Murchy Keyboards by Matt Bayles Video by Bradley Hale Produced by Minus the Bear Additional Production by Chris Common Mixed by Matt Bayles at Robert Lang Studios Mastered by Ed Brooks at Resonant Mastering Follow Minus the Bear: https://www.instagram.com/minusthebear https://www.facebook.com/minusthebear https://www.minusthebear.com Tour dates: 10.04 - Portland / Roseland Theater 10.06 - Sacramento / Ace of Spades 10.07 - San Francisco / Regency Ballroom 10.08 - San Diego / Observatory North Park 10.10 - Las Vegas / Best Friends Forever 10.11 - Los Angeles / Belasco 10.12 - Los Angeles / Belasco 10.14 - Tempe / The Marquee Theatre 10.17 - Dallas / Granada Theater 10.18 - Austin / Emo's Austin 10.21 - Orlando / The Beacham 10.22 - Atlanta / Masquerade 10.24 - Philadelphia / The Fillmore 10.25 - Boston / House of Blues 11.05 - Washington DC / 9:30 Club 11.07 - Brooklyn / Brooklyn Steel 11.08 - New York / Irving Plaza 11.11 - Pittsburgh / Roxian Theatre 11.12 - Cleveland / House of Blues 11.14 - Detroit / Majestic Theatre 11.15 - Chicago / Metro 11.16 - Chicago / Metro 11.18 - Minneapolis / First Avenue 11.21 - Denver / Ogden Theatre 11.22 - Denver / Ogden Theatre 11.23 - Salt Lake City / The Depot 11.28 - Seattle / The Showbox 11.29 - Seattle / The Showbox Lyrics: This is us on a western Atlantic coast With no place to be, just taking in the sea Tonight with a constant buzz Staring at the ocean crashing On the rocks below In this foreign home This old story When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone You lay in the grass along the edge "Is this a dream?" You ask, and I don't say anything Because it may be a dream And we come to this place Like two convicts that have escaped From the prison of everyday And for the moment we have our stay You know tomorrow comes like disease to us From this cliff's edge gulls fly below us Diving into the sea below us And I'm cold tonight beside you And we're cold tonight This old story When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone This old story Expatriate, you're coming home