Brett Alexander Boye - Throwaway

Текст с Bandcamp’а: “Our character enters another unnatural box. A vehicle designed for speed stuck in a clotted artery Wears me out, drags me down, face pointed to the ground Day after day, more of the same Arrive each time and never know why Day after day, whittled away Until they decide I’m a throwaway A human designed to explore stuck in a box and glued to the floor It’s hurry hurry hurry faster faster faster Type this, print this, ship this YESTERDAY!! Day after day, whittled away Until they decide I’m a throwaway Day after day, job after job Nothing ever fits, I’m a throwaway Is it me or is this world insane? Heads always looking down. NOT JUST ME. Day after day, whittled away Until they decide I’m a throwaway Day after day, job after job Nothing ever fits, I’m a throwaway Coming home, thank god for these musical instruments of mine Keeps my intuition alive..... from Truth Mosaic, released June 9, 2016“