The April installment of our 2016 single series. 

Also featured on the Stuck Dum Records Compilation.

lyrics
There’s a fire on the Clyde and you’re gasping for air, 
It’s the sun’s reflection on the eyes of despair, 
Close your eyes, lift your head and have no fear. 
You’re lying down low and you’re struggling to breathe, 
Your voice is getting thin and your lungs start to heave, 
There’s a pain in your chest where your heart should be, 
It’s a hole where feelings go and there’s no reprieve. 
You don’t want this, but you need this – it’s your darkest hell. 
You can’t see this, but you feel this – it’s your lowest ebb. 
So close your eyes son and take the leap, 
There’s nothing left but the soles of your feet, 
You can turn this around if you wipe off the tears,
Like a kiss from a stranger it’s a cold hearted danger.
 
Guitars, drums and bass recorded in our riff dungeon. 
Vocals recorded by George Gillies at Meadow Studios. 

Recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by Boab Rammy.

Artwork courtesy of Lone Wolf.


Red Cola

The May installment of our 2016 singles series.

lyrics

You find yourself all alone, in a bathtub (next to a phone) 
Full of ice and full of regret, 
Covered in scars from the stomach to the neck. 

Everybody warned you 
Not to come to this part of town. 

No kidneys, in a hotel room all alone. 
Black market, red carpet, 
And badly done butterfly stitches.

Written by False Hopes, 
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Boab Rammy. 

Gang vocals by Kenni Campbell, Lewis Glass, Grant Kerr, Chris Megahy, Callum McCormick and Paul McGonigal.

No Kidneys

The June installment of our 2016 singles series.

Lyrics

No one grows up or grows old in this rotten town, anymore.
Find a light in the dark, find a fuse for the spark.

Bury me, in the memory of my friends and family,
Admit defeat, they're lost to me.
Bury me, in the memory of my friends and family,
"Admit defeat" is what they're saying to me.

A light in the dark is like a pain that hurts my heart.

Bury me, in the memory of my friends and family,
Admit defeat, they're lost to me.
Bury me, in the memory of my friends in family,
"Admit defeat" is what they're saying to me.

Credits

Written by False Hopes.

Recorded and mastered by Lewis Glass at Glassworks Studio Recording

Fade Mountain

The July installment of our 2016 singles series, and perhaps the most bombastic thing we've yet recorded. 

Written by False Hopes
Recorded and produced by Lewis Glass at Glassworks Studio Recording

Additional guitar and vocals from Lewis Glass

Schiltron

The August installment of our 2016 singles series. Additional vocals from Kenny Leckie of Real Ghost and Carnivores fame.

Lyrics

On dark days and cold nights 
The conscience of society crumbles 

They left you alone 
With the tales on which you were fed 

Hopes and dreams collapse into screams 
Like carbon crushed into diamond 

They left you alone 
With the tales on which you were fed 
And now you feel the weight of the earth 
On your shoulders breaking your bones 

And now they can 
Measure your worth 
Crush you to diamonds 
Cold and collapsing

Crushed

This is the September installment of our 2016 singles series. This is song is significantly more melodic than anything we've done so far. Mega Jawbox vibes.

Written by False Hopes. 

Recorded, mixed, mastered and produced by Lewis Glass at Glassworks Studio Recording.

Lyrics:
You build your life and make your big plans 
but there's no accounting for all its demands. 
It takes just one slip, a mammoth sized hit 
To change the story. 

Hold my head under and don't let me go 
I've done some things that no man should ever know 
Hold my head under and fill up my lungs 
Until there's no life left in me so would you... 

Hold my under and don't let me go 
I've done many things that no man should ever know 
Hold my head under and fill up my lungs 
And drown these sorrows. 

I hurt from the fall and it's taken me no time to feel nothing at all 
It's under my skin; the dirt, the regret, the fact, the fiction. 

I apologise for what I've done, but I can't see the light at the end of this.
The push and the pull: you can't deny the irony.

Pepe Silvia

The October installment of our 2016 singles. Something of a satire on certain vague, aimless nihilistic attitudes that embodies a lot of heavy music.

lyrics

You are marked for death.

Late stage capitalism is in a death spiral, do you remember when they said this land was fit for a king? 
Or fit for a queen, whatever it all means; it's just a lie to help you find purpose. 

War on everything - you are marked for death. 
War on everything - take your final breath. 

So get out your homes and take to the streets to burn all your idols. 
These disposable heroes and paper thin leaders - burn all your idols.
We got the match and we got the fuel to burn all your idols. 
So get out your homes and take to the street - burn all your idols. 

Let's pull back the curtain and expose the lies of the world's ruling elite. 
Sick of them watching and holding people down as they struggle to make ends meet.

Recorded and produced by Lewis Glass at Glassworks Studio Recording.

War on Everything

This is the November installment of our 2016 singles series. 

Recorded and produced by Lewis Glass at Glassworks Studio Recording.

YDSA

This is the December release of our 2016 singles series. It's called Shambles because that's basically what we are, and what this project has kinda been - a shambles.

lyrics

Equality does not exist, they're lying to the populace, 
and that's what they keep telling you. 
I've seen the lines deep on your face, I wondered how they got that way, 
You don't need to tell me twice. 

Say what you need, say it to me and I won't hold on to what you become. 
Remember they lie, remember why, and I won't hold on to what you become. 

Equality does not exist, the lie's the opiate of the populace, 
That's the way they hold you down. 
It's a climate built on fear, a hegemony that's existed for many years, 
I don't need to tell you twice. 

Say what you need, say it to me and I won't hold on to what you become. 
Remember they lie, remember why, and I won't hold on to what you become.

credits

Recorded and produced by Lewis Glass and Glassworks Studio Recording.

Shambles

Death by Inches

Fade Mountain (Album Version)

Lightening quick hardcore band from Glasgow. Releasing a new song every month in 2016. 

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