The Struggle…

Cephalic Carnage

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    I've had dreams of unity, within our society, there could never be
    Watching patiently, living frantically, hurrying to go nowhere
    Craving to succeed
    I get this maddening feeling
    Faced with abatement, constant tornado rage,
    Projected at my foes
    Struggle to deal with terms, the thing I can't control
    I am appalled blistering my soul, frothing in disgust
    Stomach acid churns
    Red syndrome
    Fully consumed
    Trapped in a nightmare
    In a mental tomb
    Living in riptide
    Desensitized
    Leeches are sucking my life dry
    Everyday I struggle to survive
    Finally drowning in a sea of stress
    Smashed against rocks in my mind
    Tearing apart what's left of reason
    Someday we will all get along, but through war amongst ourselves
    Let's all get stoned
    Break down those cultural barriers
    Seeing what the true meaning f life is all about
    You know what I don't give a fuck…
    We were never meant
    To be friends
    I struggle just to pay my rent
    Immolate bowl
    Of dank skunk
    Everyday people struggle with their jobs, and relationships
    Band tour their asses off across their homelands
    Putting out CD's
    Never making anything back
    All for the love of music
    Or to smuggle weed is very hard
    Dogs sniff away your rights
    …don't sell your soul for fifteen minutes of fame

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    Composición: Kirby Orrick

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