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A Christmas tradition of waiting rooms and surgery, some sick self-appointed ritual of injury. Skateboard-related stains of bloody bitumen, broken bones from failed attempts at climbing trees. While you tried to deny the divorce. Your subconscious kept track of the score. I heard your mother say that you'd done this every year ever since '88 when you first moved here, I guess you got home sick, your parents split and your whole world fell apart. I guess you needed a fresh start. They're trying, but they can't get to sleep, a warm glow radiates from the tree. Now, every year on December 25th, you built a new ritual for you and your kids. I heard your wife say that you'd done this every year ever since '08 when you last lived here, I guess you'd just had kids and you wanted them to live in a home where mum and dad still kiss. You and your demons made this. Every December you try to remember where you came from and how you got here. You were a sad and lonely kid, now you're a father and a great one, and you get better every year.

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from twenty​-​six songs in twenty​-​sixteen, track released December 11, 2016

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Buoyant pop-punk meets earnest Midwest emo revival in Superdose Gangway's unique blend of heavy music.

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