I bring me down.
Forever fighting with an internal dialogue.
With repetition, if I've spent my existence wrong.
From all the doubting, insecurities rise.
It turns your passion into hate before your very own eyes.
Why can't I figure this out?
What can I do to rid me of this worry?
What can I say to validate this story?
Is this a dead end road that's paved in regret,
Or will I get the validation that I haven't yet met?
From this I need to withdrawal.
White noise begins to enthrall.
I run in circles but there's nowhere to hide,
No there's nowhere to hide.
This fear is getting the best of me.
The endless torment that entangles my life
with consequences of uncertainty is getting the rest of me.
What's right for one may not be right for another.
The voice of pessimists you can learn to smother.
Even if that voice comes from inside your brain.
You gotta take your shot before it drives you insane.
Forever a misfit.
Forever an outcast, and vagabond.
No one else can ever question this,
I know this is where I belong.
credits
from Weight of the World,
released March 21, 2019
ALL SONGS WRITTEN, ARRANGED, AND PERFORMED BY ABSENT MIND.
ENGINEERED, MIXED, AND MASTERED BY NICK NATIVO AT THE NOOK RECORDING STUDIO.
PRODUCED BY ABSENT MIND AND NICK NATIVO.
Ce disque me rappelle les Rage against the machine, fatalement. Mais la musique me plaît davantage, car plus hardcore. Il y a du riff pour des mois. gregory duveau