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Steroid City

from Steroid City by Deadlines

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We don't talk without a veil of intoxication, cheap shots and wasted time. Is this needed to confirm that you exist? It won't ever take enough. We're stabbing at our empty deflated lives. Where do you draw the line? This is nothing new it's been seen and done. Dismissal of anything outside of your field of view. To notice this disaffected mess that surrounds your swollen head. It won't ever take enough. Inflated, degraded, self-anesthetized relief. Concealed for the evening. My only reason to be. A tired thorn in my side, you're a waste of time. Living just to run others into the ground. Inflated, degraded, self-anesthetized relief. Concealed for the evening. My only reason to be.

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from Steroid City, released May 29, 2014

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Deadlines Cardiff, UK

Aggro pop-punk. Formed late 2013.

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