"The Pleasure."
felt like writing, here goes.
The Pleasure
I want to make music to fill up this void
I want to take part in something you can't avoid
All I've ever needed was a place
All I've ever had was half-assed attempts at keeping pace
If I only had the means I'd make it here, right now
Something though has stopped me and I'm not quite sure just how
But it has
And it will
And I'm staying just in step
So it burns
And it feeds
And it's unrelenting yet
I have come the the conclusion that I only need myself
I have lost all sight of others in this blatent quest for wealth
I have not begun to think about how this will affect you
I have only thought about myself and how to get my dues
Because you owe me this
And they owe me that
But that never got us anywhere.
I have an empty space inside of me that
Sincerely needs filling in order to be
That which it was destined to, an all fullfilling promise
A stab at those who told me "no" and said I couldn't harness
The power
Of those
Words that
Spoke truth.
Set backs, get back, I've no time for you
But they never listen, always on me, making life construed
My words always echo with resound
In the minds of those who bear false witness to the shroud
You know of what I am speaking
It's not that hard
Your god was my god but
Not anymore.
Preaching and teaching and tools of the trade
Were you pleasantly surprised when I did abstain?
Watching and telling and making me feel
The corpse of your "father" emblazoned in steele.
These sounds resound in your conscience
You cannot hide what you feel, not a chance
Everything you've felt was played to the tune
Of your overlord sentinel, drumming for you.
It was nothing
It's still nothing
If you want this
Come and take it.
If you can't
I'll take myself
And do it all
Before you've felt
The pleasure.
The Pleasure
I want to make music to fill up this void
I want to take part in something you can't avoid
All I've ever needed was a place
All I've ever had was half-assed attempts at keeping pace
If I only had the means I'd make it here, right now
Something though has stopped me and I'm not quite sure just how
But it has
And it will
And I'm staying just in step
So it burns
And it feeds
And it's unrelenting yet
I have come the the conclusion that I only need myself
I have lost all sight of others in this blatent quest for wealth
I have not begun to think about how this will affect you
I have only thought about myself and how to get my dues
Because you owe me this
And they owe me that
But that never got us anywhere.
I have an empty space inside of me that
Sincerely needs filling in order to be
That which it was destined to, an all fullfilling promise
A stab at those who told me "no" and said I couldn't harness
The power
Of those
Words that
Spoke truth.
Set backs, get back, I've no time for you
But they never listen, always on me, making life construed
My words always echo with resound
In the minds of those who bear false witness to the shroud
You know of what I am speaking
It's not that hard
Your god was my god but
Not anymore.
Preaching and teaching and tools of the trade
Were you pleasantly surprised when I did abstain?
Watching and telling and making me feel
The corpse of your "father" emblazoned in steele.
These sounds resound in your conscience
You cannot hide what you feel, not a chance
Everything you've felt was played to the tune
Of your overlord sentinel, drumming for you.
It was nothing
It's still nothing
If you want this
Come and take it.
If you can't
I'll take myself
And do it all
Before you've felt
The pleasure.