Peter Olach
BATTLE ZONE
By: Peter Olach
Catalog ID: 445271   Duration: 4:09   Tempo: Med Slow   Vocal: Male Vocals
Genre: Singer/Songwriter | Folk Singer-Songwriter
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Stunning portrayal of the human failings that dig so very deep into the cause behind an ongoing battle with the demons of soul. Stripped to the core of portrait - one instrument, one voice, and a universal struggle. Singer-Songwriter. Male Vocals.   Keywords: Human Emotions Falter Regret Demise Shipwrecked Folly Mistakes Failure Felony Failure Loss Criminal Admission Confession Conviction



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Lyrics:
I bit myself today
Lost all my self control
I'm such a bloody mess
With duck tape it won't show

I strap these feelings on
With grappling hooks and chains
And, carefully contemplate
How guilt can leave a bloody stain

- (chorus) -
Shipwrecked far from home
This crisis of my youth
Come join my battle zone
If you want truth, I'll give you proof

My mind a reservoir
Of crazy crooked pain
My spirit still at war with my demons
I don't dare to name (they have my name)

I drag my crooked leg
Down streets I used to own
And, wrap my bleeding soul
Round blessings I should have known

Now, in my cheaters chair
I carefully cut and paste
My precious thoughts and dreams
To please the judge and the magistrate

- (chorus) -

- (bridge) -
With a felon's sense of pride
And a convict's private creed
I tempt the gods to turn on me
But, I only steal what I need
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