Song Length |
4:55 |
Genre |
Rock - Funk, Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Multiple Tempos |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
In High Spirits, Restless |
Subject |
Pollution, Conformity |
Similar Artists |
Fiona Apple, Sinead O'Connor |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
BANDAID SOLUTION
words and music by tania alexandra
©2003 tania alexandra
it seeded round the third of july with eighty eight keys and a message from nicholas
the rooting of my thought process of what is that and what is this
well precede it to my fertilized days when absorption rates are at magnified kegs
and learning is to mold our souls to fit social graces
so that we can set our goals to fit in all the proper places
now add into this recipe of rhyme family communities mass communications and time
and through distractions definitions and ancestral fields
a deep knowing consciousness wall papered painted and sealed that seeps
you?re lyin? your lyin? you?re lyin? you?re lyin?
well i?m a lion too born on the fourth of august and its only a month away from this reminiscent magic day
where catalysts from both directions culminated dreams
within this
chaotic bandaid solution world
where headaches solved by ib profin global warming with sun lotion
and confusion is bound to set in when you?re raised into surreal mass reality
last night i went to the convenience store
because i wanted something quick i was craving something more to fill this void that i carved
with my distractions and fears and though my words tried to shade all of my actions were clear
i said i?m trying i?m trying i?m trying i?m trying i?m trying
well that excuse is old i?m only feeding the source
and all this crazy keepin? hold so that i feel secure until i?m old
is only adding stronger blocks to keep me separated from purpose
in this
chaotic bandaid solution world
where headaches solved by ib profin global warming with sun lotion
and confusion is bound to set in when you?re raised into surreal mass reality
climbing up the corporate ladder I?m loosing touch with what is matter
and all my dreamed intentions scatter
to feed the source that doesn?t flatter these dreams
it seems concrete is trustable indestructible
but hints of flow prove solids are breakable even earthquakeable
it seeded round the third
no it seeded before me
no its seeding here
its seeding now
its just a seed
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