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Emergency Broadcast Syndrome - Every Time I Die



     
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I hate this city
Reposition the phantom rigged, reflective tape
Situated like a makeshift antenna, grinning like tinfoil
We're losing reception, we can't pick up the game
I should be discontinued, I am a broadcasting embarrassment
Hiss like the damned
Decoding the transmitted pulse that dispatch from her lips
I am not receiving a sign that says I am still here anymore
Do you hear me? Am I coming through at all?
Is any of this making sense?
Is any of this making sense?
Is any of this making sense to you?
You've got a ghost on your hands
A televisual image only partially clear
(I wish we'd all just stop talking at once)
Scrambled phantom
Spitting and cursing from the scrapheap we were on
You should have lost your cool

You should have lost your cool

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Every Time I Die is a five-piece metalcore band from Buffalo, New York, founded in the winter of 1998. Though popularly classified as hardcore, Every Time I Die's sound also contains strong elements of metalcore, southern rock and mathcore. Beginning with a noisy, chaotic hardcore sound, subsequent releases increasingly added fat grooves and twin leads to the mix, with each album treading different ground. They are also acclaimed for Keith Buckley's intelligent and often cryptic lyrics. The band have just released their sixth full-length "Ex Lives", on Epitaph.

Read more about Every Time I Die on Last.fm.


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