Salt in the wound
Boiling blood
You did the best that you could
You got beaten into the mud

Excessive damage

White knuckle grip as I cling to the normalcy
To the need for relief from the pain and grief
The ash is too thick, and I struggle to breathe
No choice but to follow routine

I don't really give a fuck
Life's dull
Work sucks
You get what you pay for
Curb stomp your own heart 'cause you got bored

I don't really give a fuck
Life's dull
Work sucks
You get what you pay for
Got absolute zero on the scoreboard

Treading water till your body's too heavy
Floating face down, spent too many years dead already
Keep up the act for as long as you're able
We all know you're soft when the chips hit the table

Let it all bleed
Dragged through the street, yeah
This is defeat
Wasted

I don't really give a fuck
Life's dull
Work sucks
You get what you pay for
Curb stomp your own heart 'cause you got bored

I don't really give a fuck
Life's dull
Work sucks
You get what you pay for
Got absolute zero on the scoreboard

Salt in the wound
Boiling blood
Excessive damage