Story Behind The Song
I was at a lower point in my life, and my martial arts instructor asked me if I knew what insanity was? He gave me the answer to the old question which was; It's when you keep doing the same thing over and over seeking a different result. If you add 2 + 2 over and over again because you think you'll get something other than 4, then you may very well be insane.
At that point I saw mylife and others like a treadmill. Just walkin' and gettin' nowhere.
Just walkin'. No direction, and hoping to get somwhere. I was amongst many in a treadmill parade.
Song Description
Bombastic guitar and bass riff that almost feels like they're swingin' beligerently at you with a baseball bat, and the drums are the bat. The lyrics memic the feel of frustration due to routine failiure. The secondary chorus is delivered as sweet as redemption.
Song Length |
4:04 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock, Rap - Progressive |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Stressed, Beside Yourself |
Subject |
Arrogance, Recovery |
Similar Artists |
Sevendust, Stone Temple Pilots |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
TREADMILL PARADE
Verse
I got fired but I?m not the one to blame.
Funny how the last time I think I said the same.
Rent and bills are due but I?m runnin? out of ends,
yet I had the money to get faded with my friends.
Society?s the reason that I don?t have a life.
My neighbors very happy with his job, and his wife.
I?m fine the way I am.
Denial at the root.
I don?t have a problem but maybe you do.
Chorus
Got to break free.
I?m my own buzzard over head circling.
Got to break free.
I?m the angel of death staring back at me.
Sub-chorus
I?ve got to break free from myself.
I?m my worst enemy. I know this now.
I?ve got to break free from myself.
I know it?s really me keeping me down.
Verse
My girlfriend left me but it didn?t have to end.
I don?t see a problem with me cheating with her best friend.
Who needs them anyway? All they do is nag.
Telling me I need to move out of my mother?s pad.
Telling me I?m only nice when I want sex.
You?re getting on my nerves.
You sound just like my ex.
The one before her was a nag like my mom too.
It?s not me so it must be de ja vu.
Bridge
Treadmill parade left right?
I?m getting nowhere.
I?m getting nowhere.
Nothing is changing.
I?m doing the same thing
over and over again.
Verse
I don?t need to be acceptable.
You need to be accepting.
I?m right here baby take it all or nothing.
That?s all I have to offer but a bad attitude.
Positivity?s for suckers, and the cool for the rude.
I am who I am and I can?t change that.
You think I need to change, and I think you?re smoking crack.
My egos in the way of me getting things done.
This makes me a punk,
but you better not call me one.