A clash of the drum
It hits your chest
It pulls at your heart strings
But you can't leave the band
You need them
You believe you need them
They sing
While you play everything else
And you pluck the strings wrong
It's too much
How could you play this part?
It sounds like the singer is yelling at you
"What are you doing?"
They'll shout
"You're ruining everything!"
The drum pounds
It vibrates from your back
All the way to your chest
You try harder
But you always find your way back to the drum,
The pounding of it
You hope it leaves
It's a curse
You can't leave the band
They'll say
"I need you"
Even if they try to destroy your life
But you'll always find your way back to the
BOOM!
...of the awful drum
