Avenue
Echoes of Desperation: Stud Count's Melodic Reflections
Lyrics
I run into it again
I encounter it once more.
Desperation’s growing, vices are outspoken,
The sense of urgency is increasing, and flaws or weaknesses are openly expressed.
Clawing at the gaps
Struggling or attempting to reach something elusive or unattainable.
I shake the afterthought in silence
I dispel the lingering thoughts in silence.
Bitter quiet always seems to last
A period of uncomfortable silence always appears to endure.
If you end up here again
If you find yourself in this situation again.
Miles beyond tired, rotting on the wire
Exhausted and deteriorating, hanging on a precarious situation.
Jumping at the chance to pursue a cycle never ending
Eagerly seizing the opportunity to perpetuate a never-ending cycle.
Stop pretending, we’re running out of time
Stop pretending, as time is running out.
Clean it up, make it matter
Clean up the situation, make it meaningful.
Something more, sing it louder
Strive for something more significant, express it with greater intensity.
I don’t hear a thing, I don’t hear a thing
Unable to perceive any sound or meaning.
Hang it up, let it shatter
Conclude or abandon it, let it break into pieces.
Something gold, sing it louder
Strive for something valuable, express it with greater intensity.
Clean it up, make it matter
Clean up the situation, make it meaningful.
Something more, sing it louder
Strive for something more significant, express it with greater intensity.
I don’t hear a thing, I don’t hear a thing
Unable to perceive any sound or meaning.
Hang it up, let it shatter
Conclude or abandon it, let it break into pieces.
Something gold, sing it louder
Strive for something valuable, express it with greater intensity.
Comment