Vacant Care Lyrics: Action

 

The first song on Vacant Care was written during a time where I wanted to create a blog dedicated to highlighting different poetic forms I thought would be neat to play around with when writing song lyrics. 

 

I'm still gonna type up a few posts on this subject, but for now I don't feel it warrants an entire blog unto itself.

 

the first bar is a scrambled phrase, that winds up summarizing my thoughts about society as a whole. The general public would like everyone to believe recent events have happened out of nowhere. That isn't the case at all, and only an idiot would think lying was a good idea here.

 

Things have been screwy for a long ass time, because snakes are allowed(and even encouraged) to stomp over everyone else to get their success. I don't care about politics. Idiologues are dumb as hell. Just know what's going on with that crap, does indeed extend to the stuff going on in peoples day to day lives, and neighther 'party' has every given a fuck about your well being. Those people are on the same side, which is against the rest of us.

 

So called 'winners' can only be that when they make it a point to make others suffer. causing artificial disdain among groups is the most consistent way for them to get a cheap point or two. Life is only a game when people force you into losing something.

 It's all a mirror. Action was my way of reflecting on issues past and present.

 

 

stop problems for a been and it won't while
float tip over the stove that stock wilds
world fall apart, in and around the ground
out bound where you sitting and drown, without now


sound bounce of who giddy you fail. a crowd flails
and the owl bails. everything else: hell
ten and out grails announced as stout rout bales
now I'm allowed sails through a vow of ale


well oh well. The power of heat: took
it simmer down when shook. but look, when you cook
they'll beef with rook, and he on they side
same time, crying how they really want change, right?


hate ripple a hex relayed from serpents
"everythings a limit off purpose"
pro-blem on surface... Youth reprise
same role. Duped then lined euthanized


one and only aint me. more that see, yes
a free desk to create leads in less
A silent eye roll when I'm thinking the keys
this ease my stead, I centapede


in the mouth of madness. I warned you...Shut it!
every cord loop for to gore who smutting
to a Fing Fang Foom tools ain't astounding
'til you get out the bind ails. Now then...