Forming in 2009, Luca Brasi’s melodic, hard-hitting and precise punk rock did not take long to translate to the mainland. The band cut their teeth playing lounge rooms floors and filthy pubs with noisy, heart-swelling passion. Their 2011 debut album ‘Extended Family’, produced in their hometown with...
(Verse 1)
This premise is easier said than done
At least I'm not the only one
We're in this together
And under the bridge is where you'll find us
Bottles and demons left behind us
These timely reminders
We've got the excitement gang behind us
(Chorus)
I won't put it on the forty-five
I ain't got no fucking record player
But the song's on repeat in my head
Picking the bones of what I've got left
That same old feeling burning in my chest
To a room full of screaming friends,
Empty bottles, full hearts, and no regrets
(Verse 2)
This beaten guitar with the good time dents
Another no care consequence
Of burning it at both ends
Again and again (again and again)
Sick from my phone and I'm sick from from my coke
Well I'm sick to my throat
And not just from who I once was
It's just gonna happen
(Chorus x2)
I won't put it on the forty-five
I ain't got no fucking record player
But the song's on repeat in my head
Picking the bones of what I've got left
That same old feeling burning in my chest
To a room full of screaming friends,
Empty bottles, full hearts, and no regrets