Name: Wasting Impressions
Channel: Chris Kaetzel
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Wasting Impressions

The Trying

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The Trying

Progressive / electronic / rock / rap Whatever I feel is right

The Trying. A name representing something we must constantly be doing in our lives. This is the epitome of myself. This is my space without restrictions. The personal/political - inseparably wound.

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic General

Charts

Peak #105

Peak in subgenre #29

Author

Chris Kaetzel

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Uploaded

October 20, 2013

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 3:17

Lyrics

Upon the moon, I am nothing 
Upon nothing I am the moon 
Upon life, I am trying 
Upon the net, I can fall right through 

To not understand rejection when I’m not to care 
But that’s what happens when the value of impressions, you bare 

Scratch the scabs from the back of my throat 
It’ll be fine, they were just hope 
Let that useless blood flow into my stomach 
It’ll be fine, I’ve gotten used to being sick 

Sandcastles 
They’re filth 
They fall 
Dissolve 
Fickle with the ocean tide 

Little army men 
They march 
They torch 
They beat 
They kill 
They win 

Scary ghost stories 
Nightmares 
Enticing 
I want more 
I love them 

Porcelain clown dolls 
They laugh 
They scream 
They scare 
They break 
And cut me 
Suffocate as I pull my world down 
With my mouth, I make this sound 
With this negligence, I drown 
With my wire, I am bound 

Fall down as I take it at one time 
With my silence, I am a mime 
With this sh** , I play in grime 
With laziness, I’ve never had a prime 

So back and forth 
Falling worth 
So much potential 
Trapped in the fatal 

Look at the mass of this plight 
I wish I could go to the moon 
The severity would just become so light 
But I guess I would too 
Wasting Impressions 
On you 
Wasting Impressions 
On you 
Wasting Impressions 
On you 
Wasting Impressions 
On you 

From free market to fascist 
I look in between 
I can’t see anything 
Suitable for me 
I’m not too worried 
One of these keys 
That I sing flat of 
Will one day be me 

I’m choking as I let myself lose 
Meaningless I rarely choose 
Inspiration/motivation are always confused 
Time and potential, I love to abuse

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