Xpression.v2

Medication (7/9/2006)

Sometimes all this frustration can really start to build up
And I’m about to over flow, blow my lid, I’m all filled up
With the rage and the adrenaline of twenty thousand life times
I get caught inside the moment as I scream away a few lines
Cause I’m feeding off the fuel lines of the pressure always mounting
There’s no way to calm me down, there’s no breathing and no counting
Yet, I find it so astounding as I turn the volume upwards
That it quiets all the rage like a motorcycle’s muffler
As I bang my head all crazy and thrash my body with it
The weight of the frustration is all broken as it’s lifted
A rocking fucking misfit with a scream to vent the pressure
The decibels in numbers but the value has no measure

Flip it all around, I sometimes walk into depression
A battle that I wage and I win with every lesson
But sometimes the feelings build up and everything comes crashing
The anger has escaped me, there’s no energy for trashing
But I turn the the volume past me and I listen to the sorrow
Of the men who walked before me and that made it to tomorrow
The emotions that I deal with right there inside the speaker
As I listen and get stronger, surprisingly not weaker
So I hang on to the tweeter and I let it ring right through me
I let it take control as I waive my lighter smoothly
I let it guide and pull me and direct me in my footsteps
It has never let me down every time I need a push, yet

Some say it’s only music, but it’s more than just a passion
It’s the beat inside my soul, it’s the anger and compassion
The energy to drive me and the strength to pick me up
It’s the way to clear the fog instead of always giving up
So, I thought I’d give it up and send out this dedication
To every song that made me well like a perfect medication
There’s no doubt or hesitation when I dial up the dosage
Just my own anticipation as I hear what you don’t notice

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