The Medium

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Crack Cloud - Rock, Art Punk

The Medium

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P O P and R O C K this is how It goes It's these four chords that everybody knows Catchy platitudes for the restless mind Peppy plastic melodies we hear all the time It's a song about Billy, yeah, he's gone downtown But to his surprise, Sally's not around The story's pretty trite and it's been playing all day But we listen anyway The rejects came along in the name of punk rock Borne from a nihilistic self-imposed schlock Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, blah blah blah blah The medium itself was the message on the block Slender figures with the most radical quivers A penchant for dissonance that make the normies shiver Who would've thought that the socially reclusive Could be exploited for industry usage When feeling low You go out to a show And you sing along It's somewhere to belong You find your place To heal at your own pace In grimace or in grace Play it as it lays When feeling dread It gets you out your head You feel a raging need To sense the weight of the beat Wear the pain Anger on display Someone smells a profit 'Cause everybody loves it When the feeling takes a hold, I see Nothing matters Matter's made I'm the medium

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  • Crack Cloud