Big News
These Arms Are Snakes Lyrics

When the sun came up on the small block of the city
The start of another workday, in a concrete jungle, devoid of any real purpose or hope.

We needed to find somewhere to drink
To escape the mundanity of life and find solace in temporary pleasures.

Through five days of working and two left to our person
A tiring schedule to which we adhere, leaving little time for ourselves.

We all needed sometime to breathe
A need to pause and relax, to take in some fresh air and have a moment of rest.

So use your body as the engine
Find a source of motivation, dig deep and forge ahead.

For your weekend
Take advantage of the short period of time outside of work.

This is no time to sleep
Push harder, work harder- don't waste time sleeping away opportunities.

I want to create, I don't be constricted
Yearning to liberate oneself from a stale job and pursue creative passions.

I'm sick of working all of the time
A feeling of being burnt out, never resting, constantly on the clock.

For someone else's needs
Your own desires take a backseat, as someone else's priorities and goals take precedence.

So give me some kind of section
A plea for protection, some form of respite from the daily grind.

For my protection
To avoid the brutal exhaustion and remain functional.

What is this doing to me
Contemplating the daily routine and the toll it takes on one's mental health.

I've got a life and desires
Not just an asset for corporate gain, but a human being with aspirations.

And it's more than to retire
Not solely working for a retirement and retirement benefits.

I trust there's more in a life to lead
There is more to experience outside of work.

I want a minute with my woman
Yearning for the company of a loved one, and to escape from the bustle of city life.

And an hour outside of this city
A need for a change of scenery and to escape from the concrete jungle.

I don't care what you expect of me
A disregard for societal expectations and pressure.

No, I don't care what you expect of me
A reiteration of not caring about what society expects of oneself.

I want to detach this from me
A desire to leave stressed and worn out lifestyles behind.

Life's a movement, and I feel like I'm not moving
Feeling stagnant in one's daily routines and not achieving any progression.

Then what is the sense of giving all of your time away
The existential question arises at the cost of committing all of oneself to work.

When I want to go out into the streets
To escape the monotony of life and experience the world outside.

I want to drown myself in the mights touch
To surrender to the beauty of life and soak in all its magic.

I'm never going to sleep again
A pledge to explore, move, and achieve- forever chasing aspirations.

Until the day comes to collect my sin
Until we succumb to life's inevitability and face the consequences of our actions.

Just take me home
A sense of fatigue and willingness to be relieved of the routine.

It's not worth the effort
A contemplative realization of life's worth and what one is willing to give.

I've spent many nights in this very city
Enduring life's struggles, routine and anxieties in this locale.

It was worthless last time
There wasn't much to gain from previous experiences in this town.

And it will be this evening
The likelihood of the routine and monotony remaining constant tonight.

Goodnight
The final goodbye- a night spent uninspired and uneventful.