Justin Roeland - Blood Drum Lyrics

Their gonna find out just who you killed
And send you up to meet the gods
God is to the weak man, just a stronger will
To take what god says he cannot

Tough guys they seem to live the loneliest of lives
Then die all wound up and tied
How can you trust someone who's never come undone?
My thread is bare, just give a tug

The blood drum beats so soft
Until yours and mine join up
You either hear the noise or you hear the song
Better get low!

Protests, they say must keep clear the roads
Please stay on the grass while you explode
Bloods finally become an inconvenience
I almost feel like speaking up
But some like the peep show
And impassioned posts
Beer tastes so cold on my throat
We all have comforts that we wont let go
Imagine the grip of those with the gold

But greed has no resolve
In the movies the villain gets caught
But in the real world, he just gets off
In every sense of the word

A suburban room in late afternoon
Thoughts of escaping your flesh
Escape through music, through love
Escape through sex
A memory of no significance
I go to work when I lay my head
I go to sleep but not to rest
My unconscious has so much to fix
The waking life feels like an itch

The blood drum beats so soft
Until yours and mine they join up
You either hear the song or you hear the thud
Better get low!