Disheartening dreams
Hard to relax relax
It's a crime to sleep
Relax relax

You gotta hold on to your past
So bad so bad
I'm gonna pull it all to pieces
So sad so sad

Flowers in your kitchen - they weep for you
I'm gonna shake them all to pieces like I did to you


I wanna go home, sad I cry for you
I wanna go home, look what you've put me through
Put me through

Walls gather 'round, feel a droning sound
At the hostile beat, what am I here for ?

I wanna go home
What am I here for?

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Vet for the Insane Lyrics as written by Carl Mccoy Alexander Wright

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    General Commentfields of the nephilims serenade now dead souls who have a legacy with a desire to reinflate a new concatenation. they sing in a time where sleeping gods are scoffed at. these dead souls have a trauma and are unable to think at a what would be a natural rhythm for themselves to try and arrange their affairs. it does not quite speak to disgruntleness nor resignation upon beholding others maintaining a paradise, rather to a deep seated anxiety THAT WILL NOT BE SUBSIDED WITH TOPGLOSSING SLOGANIZED SAYINGS like 'think positive', 'just be', 'relax', 'everythings going to be alright', 'you are in the same boat as everyone else'. 'disheartening dreams' of past selves struggling with being in a state of suspended animation, being expected to come home when you are so very far away 'hard to relax, just relax, its a crime to sleep'. it would be an understatement to say there is a major misconstruction being imposed on this species of... being. 'you got to hold onto your past' the higher self is being 'tender', ME i'm going to pull it to pieces. Again suspended animation image cause by a deeep rooted inner turmoil, which threads through every thought, motion, perception, reaction. The human subject as a parcel would like to pick up and live a 'seemless' existence, happy to be. the conflict leads to catatonia at its best and corrupt all that is natural for the psyche to 'debarass' and be. 'so sad, so sad' the higher self endulges and romances. psyche and higher self are inexact but their is a description of mental interaction, whether you prefer right hemisphere and left hemisphere interlace is to your taste. ME i want to go home, back to yawning chaos, so sad so sad there is nothing that can be done, 'look what you have put me through' the collective subject makes an aside as it is left 'smothered' away from being. 'walls gather round' the solid, infrastructure of the cosmos seems rigid veering on cruel, resounding, the majority rhythm is hostile, threatening. then, 'what am i here for?' an intensionality like ME who vies that existence is only satisfying and worth for 'that prize, only for, knowing me, this again'. This is an ooooold rhythm.
    More people should comment on these songs, if this has helped anyone, i'm, let sorry suffice, i am unable to see you too.
    hehkateon March 08, 2012   Link

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