resin ate - audio

resin ate by 8spinach 

resin ate

satisfaction? i'll have none, strictly malcontent
perfectionista, know me, no rest till i get out of this
sitcom of repression where everybody is holding back
rusting out all talent, can barely afford to hone a craft
-- when, in reality, just lost all option not to.
it's not painfully obvious when crumbs are all we got
and crumbs are all we cop, it's sawdust: apply the spark.
preoccupied with stealing food and flintstoning the car
inebriated daily but home is our only opiate.
we overdose and cabin fever stands in for a hangover.
now, don't these walls have legs? outside and still separated
spectators, the world don't want us here, so we're kept away.
feeling powerless, we all create by candlelight
sharing stories in secret while stashed away from satellite
mild mannered dayjobbing losing every piece of our hearts
getting small, shriveled, health failing, family, friends departed

there's too many of us to be shrunk and stuffed away
when we could flip a switch to shine our lights and change our nights to day
when we could live as people who are free to love and free to make
live better than to scrape life from the resin of our yesterdays
who best could say but us what's best for us to follow?
we swallow so much pride our insides must me golden model.
got everybody calling us hollow, selfish and lost
who's busy taking everything from us we haven't got.
grew up so all we've got is our balls and our word
put it to practice: talk better words to live better
that's how it works: call your shots, then sink the pocket
picture it. come and see me when you're ready to start talking.
there's too many of us to be shrunk and stuffed away
when we could flip a switch to shine our lights and change our nights to day
when we could live as people who free to love and free to make
live better than to scrape life from the resin of our yesterdays.