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Empty Space

by Pianosa

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1.
No Meanings 00:22
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
2.
BFXMA 02:00
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
3.
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
4.
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.
5.
Griffin 05:41
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…

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released July 6, 2011

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