Xpression.v2

Ninety Three Sounds (10/5/2006)

Does anybody else think it’s hard to find peace?
Just a little bit of silence for a brief moment, at least
Cause we’re spinning through a world that tends to be hectic
To the point we can’t listen or ever get the message
It’s these auditory messes that scramble up my brain
About ninety three sounds that all make me insane
Then I start to cave and there’s goes my patience
I try to run away, my feeble way to break this
Cause I can’t even take this, I’m not fibbing or lying
A television turned up and a little baby crying
The hum of the laundry drying in the background
While I dial up the music and try to fix on that sound
But pollution doesn’t back down, it’s so damn aggressive
Pushing the limits and I’m the subject it tests with
I’m the one that it messed with, till I snapped and went crazy
From that moment on, things get a little bit hazy
Twitching and shaking and looking for a trap door
Hoping that the mute control is right behind that door
Fleeing like a bandit with the cops hot in my chase
Praying that I’ll fall into my silent escape
But I can’t get away nor can I find my relief
I can’t find a moment to sit in silence and peace
I can’t turn the world off, I can’t turn down the madness
I might as well scream it that I simply can’t stand this
And add to sadness of my growing insanity
How could you leave me and go and abandon me?
Ninety three sounds that embellish their presence
The silence escaped, not the sounds that I’m left with

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