Pulse-Pounding Relief

For those of you who need special times when you beat your head against the wall or drive down the street screaming at the top of your lungs to an angst-ridden rock song on the radio, I give you the latest single from Chevelle.

Walk down the road into no one abyss.
Turn away, (but) exist(s).
Evil shows another side.

(Bridge)
Like before, makes no sense.
Never coming, always leaving.
Like before, help the substance.
Sink in deeper, can't reveal.

(Chorus)
Why we leave well enough alone.
Never thought about the shame.

So fed up. What's with the seams?
Observantly disturbed.
This pity weigh-in, penetrates my skin.
So sensitive, makes me sick.



Ah, now didn't that feel good?