The Struggle - Cephalic Carnage

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