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Progressive / electronic / rock / rap Whatever I feel is right
The Trying. A name representing something we must constantly be doing in our lives. This is the epitome of myself. This is my space without restrictions. The personal/political - inseparably wound.
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Peak #498
Peak in subgenre #44
Author
Chris Kaetzel
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October 14, 2013
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:57
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Why are my nerves doubling on me? I can’t hit away all of this tension? Standing so close to a pitfall Splitting all of my good intentions So here we go again Feelings of pointlessness Feelings of emptiness Feelings of regret I needed a little something to get excited for Found something, didn’t know what was in store I needed some break from this monotony A little gamble for some extra currency Hopin’ to add to my productivity But all I’m doin’ is makin’ me queasy All in All in All in Again Why are my nerves doubling on me? I can’t hit away all of this tension? Standing so close to a pitfall Splitting all of my good intentions I’m strapped and I need some more; come on and deal it Basic strategy says that I should hit this Look at me bashing capitalism While I’m trying to live the dream within it F*** trying to produce anything with value I just want to make my worthless debut Loosin’ so many fingers, it’s like my world’s crashing down I better stop all of this before I start to drown All in again I had just made so much All in again now I’m below the start All in again and don’t tell me good luck All in again, you need it The personal is political but I know it’s also myself And I want to take a second to step out of that realm You got these people smiling telling you good luck But all that you’re doing is trading buck for luck for buck I know that their just making ends meet And I’m just taking my faults and I’m projecting But I can’t help but look at others like me Just so discontent with the monotony Addicted to the thoughts of breaking poverty Addicted to the thoughts of bettering So much you grow addicted to the act of betting And my nerves are sickening me endlessly Chasing your losses Enriching bosses While I should be stopping this thoughtless Process – but damn I just won two hundred But then I got anxious and I went and lost it I’d’ve quit while I was ahead but I lack discipline And the culture tells me to spend spend spend Here I go again, trying to displace the blame But I absolutely think that it is a relevant claim Casinos are a microcosm of capitalism And shame on me for getting involved with it Not because of my politics but because of me And my addictive tendencies Personal, political Heart attack Miserable Waitin’ on a gamble To pay the phone and car bill Just so senseless But god I love this Like a new addiction A habit that can catch on quick All in again I had just made so much All in again now I’m below the start All in again and don’t tell me good luck All in again, you need it Why are my nerves doubling on me? I can’t hit away all of this tension? Standing so close to a pitfall Splitting all of my good intentions
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