Somethings wrong
The more I have
The more I want
Feeding the void
Feeding depression
Symptoms of a failing system
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
Obey and succumb
Wealth divided amongst the Slugs
Wasting your prime
Content to feed off the sweat of the hungry
Not worth mine
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
All obey
All succumb
Slave to the pay
Living life their way
Extortion: Their Crime
Your daily grind
Psychological turmoil
Confined within the walls of the mind
More connected than I have ever been to everything
But still so alone
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste the best years of your life
I see people working themselves to the bone
Left with next to no time of their own
Master's heel, pushing on the backs of the wise
Spinal columns set to split open wide
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste your best years
And do as you're told
True ambition left rot
True happiness swallowed
Safety and comfort shortened the leash
Tempered - Material Illness Lyrics
Tempered - Material Illness Lyrics
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Somethings wrong
The more I have
The more I want
Feeding the void
Feeding depression
Symptoms of a failing system
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
Obey and succumb
Wealth divided amongst the Slugs
Wasting your prime
Content to feed off the sweat of the hungry
Not worth mine
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
All obey
All succumb
Slave to the pay
Living life their way
Extortion: Their Crime
Your daily grind
Psychological turmoil
Confined within the walls of the mind
More connected than I have ever been to everything
But still so alone
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste the best years of your life
I see people working themselves to the bone
Left with next to no time of their own
Master's heel, pushing on the backs of the wise
Spinal columns set to split open wide
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste your best years
And do as you're told
True ambition left rot
True happiness swallowed
Safety and comfort shortened the leash
The more I have
The more I want
Feeding the void
Feeding depression
Symptoms of a failing system
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
Obey and succumb
Wealth divided amongst the Slugs
Wasting your prime
Content to feed off the sweat of the hungry
Not worth mine
Existential aneurysm
Detained in a currency prison
Existential aneurysm
All obey
All succumb
Slave to the pay
Living life their way
Extortion: Their Crime
Your daily grind
Psychological turmoil
Confined within the walls of the mind
More connected than I have ever been to everything
But still so alone
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste the best years of your life
I see people working themselves to the bone
Left with next to no time of their own
Master's heel, pushing on the backs of the wise
Spinal columns set to split open wide
Can't move without someone knowing
Can't speak without someone selling me
Disdain for modern living
Social posturing, so sickening
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Keep your head down
Stay in your hole
Pressure makes the diamond
Pressure makes the pulp
Waste your best years
And do as you're told
True ambition left rot
True happiness swallowed
Safety and comfort shortened the leash
Writer: Aaron McPhail
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