Endless Drone
๐ต 1113 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:45 duration
๐ ID: 7249090
๐ Lyrics
I'm eating my own words and begging with lies
Circumventing reason for another month of trudging onward
Hard truth, impoverished youth
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
Push it right there, deeper into the mud
When they say it's hard all over, it's the fucking truth
I'm weeping into the gutter
I see the ladder and fucking shudder
If you work to the bone for 50 more years
The pension puts a stall to all your deepest fears
Hard truth, impoverished youth
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
The doors aren't opening, they're rusted shut
The way is closed, the path is gone
But, I'm relenting, to the corporate drone
Pushing my nose to the motherfucking grindstone
Splinters upon splinters
Wedging in deep
I try to pull them out with my worn down teeth
But, my periphery is narrowed, like a goddamn mule
Workhorse of the wicked, of the trite and cruel
I'm relenting to the drone
The endless drone
Circumventing reason for another month of trudging onward
Hard truth, impoverished youth
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
Push it right there, deeper into the mud
When they say it's hard all over, it's the fucking truth
I'm weeping into the gutter
I see the ladder and fucking shudder
If you work to the bone for 50 more years
The pension puts a stall to all your deepest fears
Hard truth, impoverished youth
Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
The doors aren't opening, they're rusted shut
The way is closed, the path is gone
But, I'm relenting, to the corporate drone
Pushing my nose to the motherfucking grindstone
Splinters upon splinters
Wedging in deep
I try to pull them out with my worn down teeth
But, my periphery is narrowed, like a goddamn mule
Workhorse of the wicked, of the trite and cruel
I'm relenting to the drone
The endless drone
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:28.64] I'm eating my own words and begging with lies
[00:32.51] Circumventing reason for another month of trudging onward
[00:35.87] Hard truth, impoverished youth
[00:38.81] Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
[00:42.22] Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
[00:45.24] Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
[00:48.84] Push it right there, deeper into the mud
[00:51.91] When they say it's hard all over, it's the fucking truth
[01:03.27]
[01:10.25] I'm weeping into the gutter
[01:16.78] I see the ladder and fucking shudder
[01:22.83] If you work to the bone for 50 more years
[01:27.56] The pension puts a stall to all your deepest fears
[01:30.85] Hard truth, impoverished youth
[01:34.49] Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
[01:37.42] Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
[01:41.16] Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
[01:44.47] The doors aren't opening, they're rusted shut
[01:47.75] The way is closed, the path is gone
[01:55.09]
[02:06.56] But, I'm relenting, to the corporate drone
[02:10.90] Pushing my nose to the motherfucking grindstone
[02:14.78] Splinters upon splinters
[02:16.63] Wedging in deep
[02:18.30] I try to pull them out with my worn down teeth
[02:21.97] But, my periphery is narrowed, like a goddamn mule
[02:25.85] Workhorse of the wicked, of the trite and cruel
[02:29.72] I'm relenting to the drone
[02:37.40] The endless drone
[02:39.34]
[00:32.51] Circumventing reason for another month of trudging onward
[00:35.87] Hard truth, impoverished youth
[00:38.81] Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
[00:42.22] Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
[00:45.24] Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
[00:48.84] Push it right there, deeper into the mud
[00:51.91] When they say it's hard all over, it's the fucking truth
[01:03.27]
[01:10.25] I'm weeping into the gutter
[01:16.78] I see the ladder and fucking shudder
[01:22.83] If you work to the bone for 50 more years
[01:27.56] The pension puts a stall to all your deepest fears
[01:30.85] Hard truth, impoverished youth
[01:34.49] Trading empty jars for empty promises and deeper ulcers
[01:37.42] Can't buy myself out, can't ever escape
[01:41.16] Just another slave bound to a fucking stick
[01:44.47] The doors aren't opening, they're rusted shut
[01:47.75] The way is closed, the path is gone
[01:55.09]
[02:06.56] But, I'm relenting, to the corporate drone
[02:10.90] Pushing my nose to the motherfucking grindstone
[02:14.78] Splinters upon splinters
[02:16.63] Wedging in deep
[02:18.30] I try to pull them out with my worn down teeth
[02:21.97] But, my periphery is narrowed, like a goddamn mule
[02:25.85] Workhorse of the wicked, of the trite and cruel
[02:29.72] I'm relenting to the drone
[02:37.40] The endless drone
[02:39.34]