The migraine kicks in
And you're just halfway through your shift
At home packs of bills and pills are waiting for you
Your tiredness allows for nothing but mere getting by
And everyday you're grinned between stress and meaninglessness
This fever is burning
Right through your veins
The only thing keeping
You warm through these days
Though tension is rising
To drown in your job
Be good and productive
Keep working hard
But you won't be tied down now
By these old chains
This is your life
This is your love
This is your pain
You rise up
Who's now burning
Cover your faces
Take to the streets
Burn their cathedrals
Down
Bath in relief
Storm into factories
Keep all your fruits
No tears for the past cause
Now tears were not shed for you
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The Weight of Water - Class for Itself Lyrics
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The migraine kicks in
And you're just halfway through your shift
At home packs of bills and pills are waiting for you
Your tiredness allows for nothing but mere getting by
And everyday you're grinned between stress and meaninglessness
This fever is burning
Right through your veins
The only thing keeping
You warm through these days
Though tension is rising
To drown in your job
Be good and productive
Keep working hard
But you won't be tied down now
By these old chains
This is your life
This is your love
This is your pain
You rise up
Who's now burning
Cover your faces
Take to the streets
Burn their cathedrals
Down
Bath in relief
Storm into factories
Keep all your fruits
No tears for the past cause
Now tears were not shed for you
And you're just halfway through your shift
At home packs of bills and pills are waiting for you
Your tiredness allows for nothing but mere getting by
And everyday you're grinned between stress and meaninglessness
This fever is burning
Right through your veins
The only thing keeping
You warm through these days
Though tension is rising
To drown in your job
Be good and productive
Keep working hard
But you won't be tied down now
By these old chains
This is your life
This is your love
This is your pain
You rise up
Who's now burning
Cover your faces
Take to the streets
Burn their cathedrals
Down
Bath in relief
Storm into factories
Keep all your fruits
No tears for the past cause
Now tears were not shed for you
Writer: Thomas Hackl
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid