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Progressive metal carving the streets, reeking of gasoline and death. Tripping over more mathy, odd time signatures on a psychotic burnout plunging into permanent madness.

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Gonna get my gasoline
And I race across these blackened streets
Death is just a dream when you fall asleep behind the wheel

Four tires gripping the asphalt with absolute speed
Carving the streets, burning the tires down
The smell of gas lingers

I’m gonna burn my gasoline
when I race across these blackened streets
Speed is just a must
I’d rather be ashes then dust

Blowing away in the wind I’ll never race again
Burning these tires down
But I’ll never move
Cuz I’m just sittin’ out back with the gas rag in my hand

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from Dead Birds Adore Us, released August 23, 2014

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Dead Birds Adore Us Indianapolis, Indiana

Progressive hard-rock with hints 90's alternative grunge and psychedelia; Tripped out time signatures with ambient tones.

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