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EVERY TIME I DIE streaming new song “AWOL”

Southern rock tinged post hardcore / metal act EVERY TIME I DIE have premiered their new song “AWOL“, the third track to be released from the band over the past two months. “A Colossal Wreck” and “Desperate Pleasures”, their first new songs in almost 4 years, debuted in December and can be heard below as well.

The band’s highly-anticipated ninth studio album follows up 2016’s Low Teens.

Vocalist Keith Buckley commented: ““We wrote and recorded it [the album], and then two weeks later, the pandemic hit,” he said. “So, we’re just sitting on it, but we’re not going to do anything with it until we can tour again. You know, I mean everyone’s music deserves to be toured on if they put everything into it that they, you know, hold sacred which is what you try to do when you’re in a recording studio.”

So, I think that anybody that got into ETID because of the lighthearted, jovial lyrical content or anything that is missing from Low Teens, get that back in spades now.

I think it’s just so much better than any of our other records and it feels like a new band again,” he continues. “Which is wild, because the last record was about a birth and, you know, it was very much a rebirth of us too and this is our first. This is our first offering after that rebirth, so it feels like a brand new band to me. I’m really excited to get back out there.”

Lyrics:

the shape of your data’s got me astral projecting, but I think you and I we need to talk. because the soul of the code your equipment had sent me? it might as well have been outlined in chalk. I cannot decipher what all the static is but I got a pretty good read on your black thoughts. the passion that makes me feel alive again. it’s gonna be the death. the death of us. the space between us is like a crime scene with no blood and no fingerprints you got the wrong man, I never crossed that line. A-W-O-L I owe myself an apology. I hope that I mean it. doubt it, right? yea so do I take my word, I don’t want it. it ain’t no good. don’t just stand there and look at me come and give me your trash. I want to feel your hot flash. I want to see your teeth gnash. I want to come in dead last go down together, get drunk at the bottom and tell you some bullshit like “baby, our scars are the same.” we are out of this world. because all good drugs go to heaven.

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