Stadium riffs, massive drums; this is by far the biggest sounding song I have ever made. 

Sometimes I can be a bit minimalistic in my approach to songwriting. Not this time.

Lyrics:
We kick the can
Down the road
We fail to see
What's the bigger picture

We're shackled to
Convenience
We keep on sinking deeper

Cold creeps as the pendulum swings
We talk fast but think slow
Highway to the comfort zone

We're shackled to
Convenience
Waiting for the Reaper

Waiting For The Reaper

Raise your glass and lower your expectations. 

Utrecht thirtysomething writing and recording songs from home. Sometimes I play with Batbürger.

All music and lyrics by Cl4wson, unless specified otherwise.