From the Mind of the Abused Snare Drum


United States
42° 33' 59.508" N, 83° 4' 6.0672" W

Stick to head
The rhythm of aggression
Left to right
Consciousness in suspension

Things go wrong
Take it all out on the pad
Flam tap tap
You drive all the neighbors mad

Always there
Although you beat him senseless
Never enough
He's there through all of your stress

Practice hard
Or you'll never make it there
Practice hard
Or no one will ever care

Practice hard
Harder than you've been so far
Never there
You will never be that star


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