Cyan - Dance with Chemicals (Age 20)
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 4:20 pm
Glad to see the site up and running again. Whoever paid the rent ... Thanks!
This will be the forth track on my mixtape. The concept is to make a track for different ages in my life. I've already posted "Sixteen" and "Sun (Age 21)"
Any feed is appreciated. Drop a link and I'll return the favor.
Thanks for giving it a spin!
BTW .. Anyone else having problems with Soundclick "Account Under Review" bullshit? They threatened to permanently cancel my account if another "mixtape" track was posted there. Really dissapointing.
(Lyrics)
The biggest mistake I made in the beginning came from listening to claims – revisionist – or in the vein – Their Advice – a list o’ wishes in mistakes – turnin’ misses into hits – (fiction) – stealin’ base – with a mask on their face – n’ a boast on their breath like they stole home plate n’ the jokes on death.
Six years of beer n’ bowls all a blaze – grifting nice girls – with their hearts displayed – I brushed em all away like a Dorian Grey – n’ a bid for better days – skim the next page (while) - Times – givin’ chase – the vindicator of change – (The) victors give a cheer – (The) victims complain (plain) – I'm lost n’ a maze where the walls are a gauntlet of shame for my faults n’ I’m fallin’ in dog shit – God – gimmie a faucet to wash me off n’ walk my conscious out of the shadow of vultures –
1:04
Where Where Where
Fear – Lives .... n' Brings me to the floor ….
People everywhere – I feel so alone –
I can’t move – but there’s nowhere to go
So I’ll lay here –
n’ Dance with Chemicals …
1:12 (Second Verse)
A little bit manic – prone to panic – stand up n’ cha cha channels r’ jammin’ – I’m floatin’ in the wind again phantom losin commanded n’ hopin’ I land in a land where I handle it - the damage is minimal n’ it’s appearance is identical – Doc said it chemical he got me in Colonipin manacle
Locked up N’ rocked - on a handful – Born American – the imper(ial) pirical evidence I get more from the medic when the depression gets to be a menace n’ then it’s an incentive to get back on my meds the medic’ll give me more to let me get back in debt again – I grind it full time n’ find I’m not flyin’ – I’m sinkin’ – I’m thinkin I need a temporary reprieve ~so~ I’m drinkin’ – Every night n’ justify it like life is short n’ if I can afford it – Fuck it – I get drunk n’ wake in the morning – stressin’ every second like consecutive Normadys - 20 goin on forty –n’ I’m dyin’
(Hook)
2:29
If you are what you smoke – I’m a dope Tryin’ to Rock – but not – made stone – Home with the Door locked – Phone off n’ Blinds closed – A Bock bottles xylophone in my trash – glass on glass but no - cheer at all –(my) talent is pitiful – (my) outlook is cynical– self inflicted n’ critical victim of ridicule – stuck in a visceral loop –- - convincin’ myself I’d eventually venture out the pool of venom I invented as proof – at the root – a met myself in hell – and drew up a truce-
[soundcloud]http://soundcloud.com/cyan-nathan/cyan- ... micals-age[/soundcloud]
This will be the forth track on my mixtape. The concept is to make a track for different ages in my life. I've already posted "Sixteen" and "Sun (Age 21)"
Any feed is appreciated. Drop a link and I'll return the favor.
Thanks for giving it a spin!
BTW .. Anyone else having problems with Soundclick "Account Under Review" bullshit? They threatened to permanently cancel my account if another "mixtape" track was posted there. Really dissapointing.
(Lyrics)
The biggest mistake I made in the beginning came from listening to claims – revisionist – or in the vein – Their Advice – a list o’ wishes in mistakes – turnin’ misses into hits – (fiction) – stealin’ base – with a mask on their face – n’ a boast on their breath like they stole home plate n’ the jokes on death.
Six years of beer n’ bowls all a blaze – grifting nice girls – with their hearts displayed – I brushed em all away like a Dorian Grey – n’ a bid for better days – skim the next page (while) - Times – givin’ chase – the vindicator of change – (The) victors give a cheer – (The) victims complain (plain) – I'm lost n’ a maze where the walls are a gauntlet of shame for my faults n’ I’m fallin’ in dog shit – God – gimmie a faucet to wash me off n’ walk my conscious out of the shadow of vultures –
1:04
Where Where Where
Fear – Lives .... n' Brings me to the floor ….
People everywhere – I feel so alone –
I can’t move – but there’s nowhere to go
So I’ll lay here –
n’ Dance with Chemicals …
1:12 (Second Verse)
A little bit manic – prone to panic – stand up n’ cha cha channels r’ jammin’ – I’m floatin’ in the wind again phantom losin commanded n’ hopin’ I land in a land where I handle it - the damage is minimal n’ it’s appearance is identical – Doc said it chemical he got me in Colonipin manacle
Locked up N’ rocked - on a handful – Born American – the imper(ial) pirical evidence I get more from the medic when the depression gets to be a menace n’ then it’s an incentive to get back on my meds the medic’ll give me more to let me get back in debt again – I grind it full time n’ find I’m not flyin’ – I’m sinkin’ – I’m thinkin I need a temporary reprieve ~so~ I’m drinkin’ – Every night n’ justify it like life is short n’ if I can afford it – Fuck it – I get drunk n’ wake in the morning – stressin’ every second like consecutive Normadys - 20 goin on forty –n’ I’m dyin’
(Hook)
2:29
If you are what you smoke – I’m a dope Tryin’ to Rock – but not – made stone – Home with the Door locked – Phone off n’ Blinds closed – A Bock bottles xylophone in my trash – glass on glass but no - cheer at all –(my) talent is pitiful – (my) outlook is cynical– self inflicted n’ critical victim of ridicule – stuck in a visceral loop –- - convincin’ myself I’d eventually venture out the pool of venom I invented as proof – at the root – a met myself in hell – and drew up a truce-
[soundcloud]http://soundcloud.com/cyan-nathan/cyan- ... micals-age[/soundcloud]