Car City from Hedonism Colosseum by Astro Cowboy

Squeezing, Squeezing, Squeezing, Squeezing,
squeeze the brakes.
In car city you find life always accelerates.

No time to wait.
Used to be a dinner plate.
Life will quickly conflagrate, always will.

Never at home.
Always on the road.
Staying sweaty, reading maps displayed on telephones.

It's quite a hike.
Such a speedy spite.
I have always been and always will.

Flying over the bars.
In a new perspective,
This car suddenly seems very large.

The momentum of impact won't take you very far.
Spreading your arms ajar when this pavement rips you apart.
Finding it very hard to realize where you are.
If only I had a car this wouldn't happen to me.
This is my parents fault, always blaming for things.
Asphalt inside my scrapes, life lately just seems to sting.
In all this confusion, one thing is understood;
this sudden momentum still won't take me very far.

I'll race with my shadow to pass time.
The journey always makes things worth it.

I'll be right there, but first you must take me.
I'll always be right here, but first you will.

• North Carolina
• Rock
• emotional whirlwind
• indie rock
• literature rock
• Wilmington