My Head

Cex

I got in the car 
And turned the volume to ten 
I tried to scream along 
The words to something big 
But my lungs couldn't handle it 
My chest was strained 
And my face was red 
But the albums make it sound so easy 
Put your mouth to microphone 
And the pressure gets released 
But it never sounds the same 
When you're the one who's screaming 
Between the world and my brain 
This voice supports everything I think on its back 
And its little spine is bending 
I've listened all my life and you haven't told me anything 
Where's the embarrassment? 
Where's the banality? 
I wanna hold the moments that you flush from your memory 
One day I'll make songs 
Songs'll make it permenant 
Form it in forms 
The whole world might learn from this 
And then all the hours of paralysis, imprisonment 
It might be worth it, might be worth it, might be... 

My head is spinning 
But very, very slowly 
And I hope one day my singing 
Might contain or control it 
There's a temporary sanity 
In this anorexic vanity business 
Satisfaction can't exist 
I love work, I love success
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