Death Ride

by Don't Make Ghosts

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released October 1, 2016

Recorded by: Kendall Stephens at Red Audio Werks in OKC
Mixed by: Kendall Stephens and Don't Make Ghosts
Mastered by: Kendall Stephens

Jerod Vance - lead guitar
Jesse Smith - drums
Dirk Mathews - bass guitar & vocals
Nick Waggoner - lead vocals and guitar

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Don't Make Ghosts Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

Don't Make Ghosts is a hard hitting band featuring four veterans of the Oklahoma City music scene. Formed in 2015, Don't Make Ghosts mixes elements of melodic post hardcore, classic rock, and anthematic punk resulting in a sound that is heartfelt, energetic, uplifting, poignant, fresh, and familiar all at the same time. Don't Make Ghosts released their debut EP 'Death Ride' on October 1st, 2016. ... more

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Track Name: Upside Of Sorrow
You gather what’s torn down
And I’ll set it on fire
Got smoke in our lungs now
But were feelin higher
Enough time and a strange place
Starts feelin like home
Been waiting on a phone call
That’ll never come
Caught in the upside of sorrow
Walking a thin line
Down dirt roads
With everything passing you by
Paralyzed
Staring at the clouds
Keep having the same dream
Keep searchin for signs
Duct tape on the windows
To hold out the light
Write songs on the hardwood floor
Surrounded by eyes
They think I look like a dead man
But I feel alright
Track Name: Wrecking
Bloods the color of your scare
With the way you talk it all makes perfect sense
Shake the ribbon from your frame
Have a seat and watch this fire grow from a flame
A lovely place
Before the wrecking starts inside the gates
Ashes fallen from the sky
Create a perfect stage where the motherless cry
Shake the ribbon from your frame
Have a seat and watch this fire grow from a flame
Track Name: Bottles Of Wine
We met on the northside bridge
I was stumbling like a sinner 
It was dark as hell
The streetlights didn't glow
If you got an extra bag
I don't mind to carry
I can haul a pretty heavy load
And I will follow you anywhere you want me to 
I will turn the pain into a memory that's miles away
And if we break the chain
It will never take away
Emptiness we can’t replace
With sorrow and bottles of wine
We met lots of folks out there
Heard stories that they're tellin
Broken faces hearts and on and on
Sacramento got us high
But the judge he ain’t telling
Got a little rest and we moved on
Track Name: Pine Box
Just keep a light on Rose and you’ll make it through
I know the worlds been gettin the best of you
I cannot see you but I’m hearing you loud and clear
Keep your chin up Rosie the end is near
Six years have passed
Since the dirt was cast
On a pine box east of our hometown
Lets walk that empty road
Lets throw away what we’ve been told
Be better together than alone
We'll sleep beside the shore
No cover and nothing to ignore
Be better now than we were before
You left that old clock hanging on the wall
Though the hands stopped turning long ago
Kids crackin jokes about spirits here
You kept the windows open till winters near
I know a silver linings hard to find
Theres ghosts in picture frames that never shy
I curse the day that you were left behind
Track Name: Highway 27
Call in sick we're leaving home again
Turn a daydream into something that is real
Highway 27 always feels
Like a muddy waters record like the first time that we kissed
And I don’t know if we'll ever get out of here
We saw neighbors walking hand in hand
Searching for a missing body in the fields
The corn has been replaced by cotton since
Old men smoking cigarettes and tending fires in front yard pits
And I don't know if we'll ever be just like them
Lost on Highway 27
Lost on Highway 27
Drive till its too late
Girls lets go
Take me to that run down bridge
Take me back to weathered home’s wrapped in porches where screen doors have no hinge
Girl lets go
These feelings are the fleeting kind
We were put on earth to pass and not to stay
There is so little time