Empty Space

by Pianosa

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released 06 July 2011

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tags: punk anger hardcore hardcore punk punk uk Edinburgh

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Track Name: No Meanings
No Meanings

Everything’s alive. Everything fucking dies.
When we’re gone – no victory, just a blank expression in our eyes
There are no meanings. Apart from ones we make.
The universe plays no part in correcting our mistakes

I thought by now we’d be learning from history
Instead we’re taught to multiply our misery
My parents promised me a better world
Promises mean nothing

Everything’s alive. Everything fucking dies.
When we’re gone – no victory, just a blank expression in our eyes
Track Name: BFXMA
I can count on one hand the people that I trust
And to make matters worse I could cut fingers off
I’m sick and I’m tired of numbers and stupid games
People come and people go but bullshit stays the same

Few People are enough to turn me into a poet
You’re always right in here - I hope you know it

I used to give a fuck for the effort I put in
Instead of being happy, though, my head just felt caved in
I’m struggling with the maths of what these thoughts add up to
Obsessing with my past when in the present I still have you

Few People are enough to turn me into a poet
You’re always right in here I hope you know it

Few People are enough to turn me into a poet
You’re always right in here - I hope you know it
You’re always in my heart - I hope you know it
You’ll know it now
Track Name: Reusing Stamps
We’re reusing stamps
just to save on cash
Knee deep in our debts
face down hedging our bets

I’ve not given up but neither have they
We’re choking to death on our own tragedies

We don’t wanna live three score and ten
Because you fuck us from beginning to end
Turn our backs, do it our way
Marginalised by the bleak light of day

I’ve not given up but neither have they
We’re choking to death on our own tragedies

I’ve never been so disgusted
With the way I fucking think
I’m not on-board the ship
I’m in the water and I fucking sink

Scream into the wind
For all of my sins

Guilt and anxiety
Rotting inside of me
Track Name: Russell Crowe's Feet
I see you carving compromise into the sand
But in comes the tide and you become out of hand
You can stand there begging that you’re gonna change
But it’s just another blank aimed at the firing range

Same long walk. Same dark thoughts. Same sad emotion. Fear.

The horror is compelling, it turns my warm hands cold
I watch as you burn the torch I could never hold
The only thing we share is a beating heart
The air that you breathe had me choking from the start

Same long walk. Same dark thoughts. Same sad emotion. Fear.
Track Name: Griffin
I’m joining up the dots, eyes seeing blackspots
This town’s a graveyard
It’s whisky late at night, warm hands and bright lights
This city’s heartbeat stopped

I’ve nothing left to give
Nothing left, nothing left

The price is always dear, too numb to feel fear
This waking nightmare
As sirens cut the air, joy turns to despir
This secular trainwreck

I’m giving it all up
Giving up, giving up

And I long for cold and empty streets
Even though I’m still flinching at shadows
And I still won’t look you in the eye
Few things are sadder than the truly monstrous

So where are we going to go, my friend?
We moved on and nothing changed
So what are we going to do, my dear?
Is this it? Another shot at modern life…