Crescendo

I look upon my life and then I realize
Its but an endless strife and I may not ever rise
Transcend above the petty things instead of compromise
I’m but a prisoner, so set me free
I live my life loud off-ground high-wound
Like a storm cloud, mad dog, wolf hound
Is it rabies or just foam around my mouth?
And do I claw against your throat or do I shout?
Crescendo!
Its the sound you make when everything is out of shape
Crescendo!
When your life is disproportionate and you’re afraid
That your overblown existence might explode
That your identity might dissipate, corrode
I look upon my life and I’m dissatisfied
Though somewhat dignified, I’m still being rectified
Why can’t you let me be? To my own decree
I’m still a prisoner, so set me free
I live my life loud off-ground high-wound
Like a storm cloud, mad dog, wolf hound
Is it rabies or just foam around my mouth?
And do I claw against your throat or do I shout?
I live my life loud off-ground high-wound
Like a storm cloud, mad dog, wolf hound
Is it rabies or just foam around my mouth?
And do I claw against your throat or do I shout?
Crescendo!