Things have been very stagnate lately. There is almost way too much for us to do. Don't get me wrong, i love the concept of playing music, but the work needed to be able to play for the rest of your life is ridiculous. I mean come on, music is music and thats what counts at the end of the day. I always seem to gripe on this thing maybe cause i don't complain all day long. I'll leave you with this...
I recognize synthetic smiles the one's they give away in happy meals. Undo the blinds of lies and let the light of truth fill up our empty eyes. So have you broken the montony of your robotic glance to the chance? Have you concentrated on what these walls of seperation having been saying...fuck the cash!!! And sugarcoat tuxedo suits and breifcase lives have tied our arms to our side. But it's the grind of, no complaints, just shut your mouth, but eyes keep wide.
I recognize synthetic smiles the one's they give away in happy meals. Undo the blinds of lies and let the light of truth fill up our empty eyes. So have you broken the montony of your robotic glance to the chance? Have you concentrated on what these walls of seperation having been saying...fuck the cash!!! And sugarcoat tuxedo suits and breifcase lives have tied our arms to our side. But it's the grind of, no complaints, just shut your mouth, but eyes keep wide.