Gramophone from TIGHTROPE. by Tightrope

This pint has just run out of it's last one ounce of faith.
Life beats you fuckin down and right now I can't even think straight. My love is expressed through circle pits, fucked throats and clenched fists, this is how we cope with it. Give this broken record another spin , rid yourself of pent up thoughts of giving in , ***gibberish*** The chances are I'll pay for this, I'll grow up covered in stitches , this is the price I pay for having a good time everyday. All my life all I've known is an empty fridge and empty pockets. And all I can here is this ringing in my ears.

• Hardcore
• Punk
• Montréal