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Hollow Echoes (EP)

by Hollow Echoes

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1.
Skinnies nausea, no see ya Love, date, hate Freckles on your face and absent look Makes me wonder How could I think I could be with You are incoherent as shit I'm just a stupid boy who hates To lose the thing once for he craved My nails across your skin Open mouth, down on knees, toxic meal Eat me as I am in this haze So dazed, now I see Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug Two years running 'round Getting closer, such a waste I miss getting high with you But still, stay away from me Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug Your smell was the drug I liked your friends Until they made My balls swell This song's a rant I needed a filler No pretend, don't know what we were Or if I can, but I want to end this I confess I hurt you again But neither you spared me some pain Like the night you spent with your two friends Dead end, so fuck them and your scent I loved all the lust with you But now I remove the pebbles from my shoes Yes, I am a mess but you ain't a saint So fuck you and your scent Fuck you and your scent Fuck you and your scent Fuck you and your scent Fuck you and your scent Fuck you and your scent
2.
Here I lie Must have been so high I feel like drowning In my home, gone mad for counting Look around me I can see it This must be the place Where I'm stuck in While no one knows I am simply counting the days I'm counting the days And I won't stop until I can go Some to blame (new world game) Everyday the same old story, new story, same Conspiracy theories And doctors on tv Apathy Pandemic rhapsody Am I losing my youth? Past has always Been a shit but Does the future look so bright? I'm counting the days And I won't stop until I can go (counting the days) I'm counting the days And I won't stop until I can go Hypocrites So much fun in witch hunt Social distancing and Profits for few, while we're All tired of this all New restrictions, Old prohibitions Same fucking circle Why join forces? West and east, poor and rich (Repeat it after me please) Let's be divided And counting the days And we won't stop until we can go (counting the days) We're counting the days And we won't stop until We can be a little more free
3.
So many hours wasted Looking for you so madly in the haze Getting older every day Fucking bored and self-absorbed And I tried and I tried so hard Waiting for something to fill my void Nobody goes, nobody comes Nothing happens What If I disappear? I'm bored to death Nobody goes, nobody comes Nothing to be done here Time is running out And so what If I hang myself? At least I'd have an erection (Shall we go?) We can't (Why not?) We're waiting for What If I disappear? I'm bored to death Nobody goes, nobody comes I spent so many years (Disappear) And still bored to death (I'm bored to death) Nobody came but all is gone Nothing to be done here
4.
Need to rest, build my nest I'm compressed, do my best Getting up, wearing my blue jeans My routine, lunatic You suck young blood You suck young blood You're my sons, the new borns Many others, came before Do not ask if I feel love 'cause I sit on the throne I suck young blood I suck your young blood Pictures of a faded past can't bring back All the fake moments you made in your head And he will suck young blood And he will suck your blood He still will suck young blood In the end what remains? Just stupid scraps and some pain Truth be told, I don't even know I don't care, I want to feed myself I suck young blood You won't suck my blood Pictures of a faded past can't bring back All the fake moments you made in your head And he will suck young blood And he will suck your blood He still will suck young blood (He still will suck young blood) He will not suck my blood If you are Kronos (need to rest, build my nest, on the throne) I will never be like you And you are going to eat (Do not ask if I feel love, lunatic) Not me but If you are Kronos (need to rest, build my nest, on the throne) I will never be like you And you are going to eat (Do not ask if I feel love, lunatic) Not me but stones

about

Our debut EP, anticipated by the single Your Smell Was The Drug.
On the path you will run into distant dark soundscapes and neurotic bass lines, into screaming voices and faint whispers, into Victorian violins and electronic percussions, into modern guitars and post-grunge aesthetics.

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released May 24, 2022

Hollow Echoes are:

Walter A. Lanotte - guitars, backing vox
A. Martina Farinola - vox
Francesco Stefanelli - keyboards
Francesco Schiavone - bass
Luigi Pascuccio - drums, drumpad

Recorded in January 2022 at Altrementi Sounds in Acquaviva delle Fonti
Mixed and mastered at Death Star Studio in Cassano delle Murge
Cover by wallypain
Logo by Jasmine F. Mascoli
Pics by Luigia S. Risola
Your Smell Was The Drug videoclip by Giuseppe Matt, link below
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWgGdurURM8&ab_channel=HollowEchoes

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Hollow Echoes Bari, Italy

Sounds from the void.
Experimental rock from Italy.

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