Clocked In, Punched Out

My Own Demons Drag Me Down Everyday.

Part of me misses being in a band. It was kinda fun, but the annoyances and hassles outweighed the fun.

I was listening to Naysayer and I really like their lyrics.

“i’m at the end of my rope and i’m slipping
losing my faith in humanity - i’m falling fast
i’ve lost my grasp on reality

daily struggle is weighing me down
society tries to pull me underground
another year has passed - everything’s the same
nothing’s gotten better - am i to blame?

my own demons drag me down everyday
in this world of death, deceit, and decay
fucked in the head - don’t stand a chance
this wretched world has me fucking trapped”

Gloomy I know, but that’s pretty much how I feel.

When I was writing lyrics for Brace Yourself / Scumbag / whatever we decided to call our band at the moment, they were too simple. I wanted some deep personal shit but nothing really ever came to mind that fit with our music. Then again I was like 16 / 17 at the time, just getting into this scene of music. Since then I’ve matured and developed as both a person, a writer, and just a music enthusiast.

I’ve been in the mood to write so much lately. Whether it be a narrative, blogging, lyrics, whatever. Anything. Expect to see some on here, maybe soon.