“Obsolete” by Scott Crawford

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Obsolete
Music and lyrics by Scott Crawford
Bass by Kage Hopkins

I used to be a novelty
paranoid child
when aggression was in fashion, drove the little girls wild
They evolved, outgrew “the truth”, but I remained the same

So you’re tired of “reality”?
The Man has heard your cries
gave you cookie cutter demigods with anime eyes
“cute and fully poseable, vapid and disposable”
never be a man like the bastard I am

Can you take me to a time
when opinion ain’t a crime
and the girls will spread their legs for a ringing voice of anger?

Clarity is gone
it’s rebellion.com
and there’s no place in this world for a ringing voice of anger

And I still remember honey on your body and mine
chains were holding us together, but for once, it felt fine
we’re different people now, but some things never go away, yeah

Well, the word came down from heaven
I’ll be going on trial
gonna try to euthanize me, evidence of denial
“Let’s put him on a stage and see just how much he can take;
make him pay for all his actions, make him live with his mistake”

Can you take me to a time
when opinion ain’t a crime
and the girls will spread their legs for a ringing voice of anger?

Clarity is gone
it’s rebellion.com
and there’s no place in this world for the voice of truth

I want to spill my guts on you
make you all feel just like I do
You like your martyrs saccharine sweet?
My way of life is obsolete

Nobody wants me, it eats me alive
and I am so out of focus, I feel like I’m blind
Been through five years of heartache, and 10 years of lies
and I’m just so broken up inside

Will the world ever listen to anyone sane?
I wish someone would douse the fire in my brain
At the end of my rope, as I choke on my pride
and I’m just so goddamn dead inside

Can you take me to a time
when opinion ain’t a crime
and the girls will spread their legs for a ringing voice of anger?

Sanity is gone
It’s a fucking atom bomb
and there’s no place in your world for the voice of truth

I want to kill myself for you
make you all bleed just like I do
and though your gods will taste defeat
my fucking life is obsolete

my fucking life is obsolete

my fucking life is obso-

Some info about this song: this is another one that came together lyrically in about 5 minutes, and took 10 years plus to finally call “finished”. Some of it was recorded here, but most of it was recorded in a duct taped together home studio in Texas. There are almost no actual chords used on the guitar (which was a beaten up electric 12 string with 5 strings on it, run through a distortion pedal with a dying battery). Instead, notes were layered and transposed where chords, or a facsimile of them, were needed. The song’s a bitch to sing live, but I have done it a few times, and the vocals you hear here were all, for better or worse, from a single take.

The bass track on this song is by Kage Hopkins. If you decide to make a donation based solely on the virtues of this song, please note that in the “Note” section of the donation page, so I can kick him some of the money.