Work Psilo Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm under too much pressure
You say that's how a diamond's made
Spirit shrinking by your measure
Not a name, just how I'm getting paid
Is it any wonder we will take it lying down
On our merits, it's not worth it
To never get off the ground
So tell me about this venture, frontier psychology
Guidance once sequestered, pathways open I couldn't even see
Legal trip of a lifetime clear the clouds inside my head
Just for leisure, before I fester
Or become a shattered recluse instead
Days getting longer, we've been working in silos
I've been digging in a coal mine
Burning out
Dropping all around, these broken souls
Regretting all the time we should have spent at home
Blood running colder, we've been working in silos
I've been shoring up the coal mine
Blackened lungs
Feeling dirty all up my insides
Yes please doctor, will you take me on a ride?
How long will this go on?
Out of office and in here grinding
Tag me at home, it's only 8pm
Always on but absent-minded
Scheduled to the nines and always half-prepared
Started to ponder where the ladder even goes
Fight or flight, constantly tied up
These knots will take their toll
Dead on my feet and undecided, if a lone wolf can even learn to share
I signed up and have confided, ride the rainbow road and maybe be repaired
Shamanistic ritual empirically clothed
Lost my sight and much more besides
Finally willing to be shown
Days getting longer, we've been working in silos
I've been digging in a coal mine
Burning out
Dropping all around, these broken souls
Regretting all the time we should have spent at home
Blood running colder, we've been working in silos
I've been shoring up the coal mine
Blackened lungs
Feeling dirty all up my insides
I can barely eat and I can't afford to fly
How long will this go on?
Sat on my backside, but still it gets harder
Will a penny go farther?
This is a climate where sweat doesn't barter
Waiting in wings for passing forefathers
Children to suffer, economic class martyred
What you gonna do when old bodies can't be used
And we refuse to pay your blood tax just to reproduce?
Can't take it serious - is it any wonder?
Our future you plundered
Ticking time bomb that's walking among us
The social transaction that's getting refunded
Desperate the measures for us to choose
Which therapeutic avenue will let us break through
And break the cycle of abuse
This cycle of abuse
This cycle of abuse
Days getting longer, we've been working in silos
I've been digging in a coal mine
Burning out
Dropping all around, these broken souls
Regretting all the time we should have spent at home
Blood running colder, we've been working in silos
I've been shoring up the coal mine
Blackened lungs
Feeling dirty all up my insides
Yes please doctor, will you take me on a ride?
How long will this go on?
I've been digging in a coal mine
Feeling dirty up my insides
I've been digging in a coal mine
How long will this go on?
I've been digging in a coal mine
Feeling dirty up my insides
I've been digging in a coal mine
How long will this go on?