Speed of Sound
Communist Daughter Lyrics

Man I hate this town
I detest this city and want to escape from it.

So I'm looking for the only way out
I am searching for a means to leave this place.

And the life I wanted years ago is maybe not the life I should have found
The life I desired in past times may not have been the correct one for me to pursue.

I still live for sound
Music is still my passion and reason for living.

But, lately all the people seem to talk too loud
Recently, others seem to be speaking too loudly for my liking.

And my feet are on the ground
I am rooted to the earth and living in reality.

But, all the words I say are coming out like crowds
My words are lost and jumbled, like a crowd of people talking at once.

They all know my name
Everyone recognizes me and my reputation precedes me.

And I don't want the same
I don't want to be the same as everyone else, I desire to be unique.

So I guess I better go
So I suppose I should depart this place and start anew.

All those nights wasted on the speed of sound
The numerous nights spent chasing after music and excitement.

I still think that I just might come around for one more
Despite everything, I still believe that I may come back for one last hurrah.

It's always nice to blame
It is comforting to shift the responsibility to others.

But, sometimes this life is certain like your name
Occasionally, life is inevitable, like a name given at birth.

And the louder that the songs get played the more those songs will start to sound the same
The more a song is overplayed, the more generic it becomes and loses its uniqueness.

And I'm afraid I'll stay
I am scared that I may remain in this predicament forever.

It's not because of all of things that you would say
My fear is not due to things that others say or do.

It's cause every time I fall in love is another time I'll watch you walk away
My trepidation comes from the realization that every time I fall in love, I will see that person leave.

I'm not the same
I am not the person I once was.

Cause now I can't change
I have reached a point in my life where I am unable to change who I am.

So I guess I better go
Thus, I must depart and move on with my life.

All those nights wasted on the speed of sound
The many occasions spent chasing after the thrill of music.

I still think that I just might come around, for one more
Despite all this, I still feel that I may return for one last experience.

All those nights wasted on the speed of sound
The multiple nights spent pursuing the excitement of sound.

I think I might not be around for one more
However, I believe I may not come back for one last time.