My voice never made it in time And they hung me out to dry My words never bother to rhyme And I always wonder why So now I’ve taken to chewing bottles To see if I still bleed D A G (x3) The king has to beg for his meals The times just get me down But I’m just a spoke in the wheel I’ll always be around And now our plans are just like trash in the breeze They never stay afloat for long But I’ll take my chances And shake the hands of those who think that they’re still free That they’re still free That they’re still free That they’re still free Come on           D A G (x4) (Listen for when to pause here not difficult) Grab your torches It’s time to burn this town Like men on porches No one will make a sound So find the pieces And build another one We always need it Because it’s never done (x2) It’s all great Bm A   I can’t breathe anymore Still awake When my face hits the floor Spent the day Watching waves eat the shore I can’t stay Bm     A D G No one sings anymore              (x9) If you have changes to make this better please submit them. -Ben Malley

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque une lutte personnelle avec la communication et l'incompréhension, le narrateur se sent à la fois invisible et désespéré. Il se retrouve à chercher des solutions dans des gestes absurdes, marquant un sentiment d'impuissance face aux défis de la vie. Les réflexions sur les échecs de la société, où même ceux qui détiennent le pouvoir doivent mendier, soulignent la précarité de l'existence. Cela fait écho à un besoin de renouveau et de transformation, comme si l’on devait reconstruire à partir de débris. L'étrange juxtaposition de l'angoisse et de l'espoir résonne tout au long de ses mots.