Christian Connor Schwantes

Lyrics are harsh and filled with classical malice
Drinking in tears dripped into its chalice
Where logic binds it, time can’t define it
Suicide seems suitable
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Everyone sits in circle
Waiting for their turn to talk
But no one gets up, walks out the back door
Everyone stands and looks back
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Hey insanity can’t you wait till I count to three
Come on give me some roam to breath
It all seems to slip real slow, I only noticed because I went against the flow
I see what you’re doing
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Need to write, need to write, need to write
My brain is spitting things into oblivion
A magic carpet it’s riding on
No Disney songs, just a whistle in my ear
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Remember when it was simple
When everything only meant a little
I didn’t drink a lot
We never screamed and fought
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The tree was chopped and put into trash
Surrounded by the high schooler’s hash
Get high they say to you
You be acting a fool
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What's it like to be caught in war stricken strife
Fearing for child welfare and wife
I wouldn't know because I'm home safe
Only Fox News to get into my brains
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Look, see the steel carriage
The banks new marriage
Abusing your wife, beating your children
Stealing your money, greedy and sucking
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It's getting harder to breath
This isn't tag or make-believe
I'm running on fumes and about to crash
So darling,
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You can try to write song
Try to write a rap, but none of that counts
It's what's said in the aftermath
The bomb doesn't have purpose till it explodes
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Blurs and flashes wiz by
While all of life seems still
It’s a fleeting glimmer
Chemical reactions at levels unknown
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The problem with poems is how the soul seeps out.
Through the cracks of the consciousness,
Meditating on mastering the marvelous
Pondering perfection to perform to the other sex
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Your body will rot and your mind has forgot
The reasons why it made me
Keeping me bound to your logic
Your looks
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Strike the match that lights the fire
Burning like stars that pass us by
Twinkling like candles competing in church
Sing the chorus and start to fly
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The nation of greed
Manifest the nation of need
The hand that once fed us
Has planted the seed
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Chew chew chew Crunch crunch crunch
Smack go our lips
Licking your fingertips, I turn over in bed
People ask me how I rest my head
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Pushed to produce, forced to fabricate
Demons in the detail of what to calculate
Parts of your soul that you had to amputate
This is the toll for switching to cruise control
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Put this note where someone can see the other side of me
Attaching ourselves to this world with threads thinner then hair
Cradling others, grass stuck in pairs
Swaying in satisfaction, roots eaten by ennui
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Catch a caterpillar not a butterfly
Seeing transformation is the best
From simple to complex
From the floor to the sky
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I know what it takes, but I don’t want it
This world is not mine for the taking
My back
Its breaking
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