Here's what i hear, and i know that the album insert says something different (don't worry, i know most of you pirate your music so you have no idea what an album insert is, well it's the little book in the front cover of a CD.)
Leeches
Like leeches
"In ignorance we trust"
If you say this way, I'll take that way
Fuel for the fire on which I thrive
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be forgotten and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts
Leeches, they preach to us
Words of wisdom from blocked minds
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the pitch
The people, come and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts
They make you believe your turn
The chance of a lifetime,
How does it feel to be alive?
A tear for the poet that can't be heard
praise the artist that steals
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the pitch
The people, come and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts
They make you believe your turn
The chance of a lifetime,
How does it feel to be alive?
And as best i can tell, they are saying that the music industry (on radio and pop in particular) is mostly an assembly line now, all you need is a pretty face, decent (but not exceptional voice), someone to write the music and lyrics for you, and then they market the shit out of you. No surprise that in 1 to 2 years you're washed up and 20 years from now no one will remember much about you. this type of manufacturing is also found frequently in Hip Hop as well, although country was built on it ;-) They also indicate that this makes bands with a unique sound, like In Flames, stick out more in the contrast.
Here's what i hear, and i know that the album insert says something different (don't worry, i know most of you pirate your music so you have no idea what an album insert is, well it's the little book in the front cover of a CD.)
Leeches Like leeches "In ignorance we trust" If you say this way, I'll take that way Fuel for the fire on which I thrive
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech You'll be forgotten and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts
Leeches, they preach to us Words of wisdom from blocked minds
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the pitch The people, come and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts They make you believe your turn The chance of a lifetime, How does it feel to be alive?
A tear for the poet that can't be heard praise the artist that steals
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the pitch The people, come and gone
It burns, it rips, it hurts They make you believe your turn The chance of a lifetime, How does it feel to be alive?
And as best i can tell, they are saying that the music industry (on radio and pop in particular) is mostly an assembly line now, all you need is a pretty face, decent (but not exceptional voice), someone to write the music and lyrics for you, and then they market the shit out of you. No surprise that in 1 to 2 years you're washed up and 20 years from now no one will remember much about you. this type of manufacturing is also found frequently in Hip Hop as well, although country was built on it ;-) They also indicate that this makes bands with a unique sound, like In Flames, stick out more in the contrast.