Workhorse Lyrics

Up the hill on the hoof

Leg breaking, so "oof"

Clench teeth just to move

I've got something to prove

When the shove comes from push

When I'm finding my groove

What else would I do?

What else can I do?

Smile through the pain and say he's acting aloof

Go murder the stage, then back of the room

Go on, I'll die here

I do it for you

Keeping up how I appear

Seeing it through

Running through snapped femurs

Swinging quietly from chandeliers

with god fear like resolve

Measured liquor in loose liters

Working hard to be absolved

First to call and fall

Take me home

Need winks in forty

Twenty eight feeling forty

Hope the crowd adore me

Hope I write a good story

Keeping all my dreams lofty

Eyeing endless tracks in my inventory

You couldn't step to this

Without a minor pause, risking me breaking my wrist

History repeating and telling couldn't give a shit

Working till I write with a knife

Clean finish

One more song, hope I learn

Fire to flesh, feel the burn

Learn speaking out of turn

Look for pride in anywhere but work

In anywhere but work

Get that steed broken

Got something to prove

There's worth here for you

Yeah I do it for you my dear

I feel the fear every time I drop

Showing what I got

Spilling my truth my dear

Anything to offer

No dimes in coffers

Cough up another rhyme, I hear

Blood pumping

Is it desperation or loving

Can I rise above it

Peace with the work & play

Balance with resumes

And filling the veins

With something calming my brain

Number of voices calling my name

Too familiar tone I've been speaking to every day

Sounding like me

So saddle up me

This work horse

Work to death to get to the peak

Each track another pack to the back that creaks

Before it snaps

And it won't be surprising to me

Check the tracks that I'm leaving now

Check the tracks that I'm leaving now

And you're seeing how

I might be just feeling out

Maybe bowing out

But I keep making ground

I keep moving on

Get that steed broken