...Into the Underground
Clock in with a deep inhale
Only matter of time till I'm out this hell
Body's trapped but my mind wanders
Starting to doubt if I'll make it much longer
Where there's fire
Where there's fire
Comes smoke of anguish
Sixty hours
Sixty hours
Of workforce language
It devours
It devours
My will to be alive
My desire
My Desire
To not exchange my labor to survive
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
Clock out with a sigh of relief
Another miserable day gone down this week
Holding on by the skin of my teeth
A pair of days so my life won't seem as bleak
Where there's fire
Where there's fire
Comes smoke of anguish
Sixty hours
Sixty hours
Of workforce language
It devours
It devours
My will to be alive
My desire
My Desire
To not exchange my labor to survive
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
Tear my soul out
Use it as a canvas
Paint me up a brighter scene
To fill this frame of blackness
Tear my soul out
Use it as a canvas
Sell it to the highest bid
I don't think I can stand this
Only matter of time till I'm out this hell
Body's trapped but my mind wanders
Starting to doubt if I'll make it much longer
Where there's fire
Where there's fire
Comes smoke of anguish
Sixty hours
Sixty hours
Of workforce language
It devours
It devours
My will to be alive
My desire
My Desire
To not exchange my labor to survive
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
Clock out with a sigh of relief
Another miserable day gone down this week
Holding on by the skin of my teeth
A pair of days so my life won't seem as bleak
Where there's fire
Where there's fire
Comes smoke of anguish
Sixty hours
Sixty hours
Of workforce language
It devours
It devours
My will to be alive
My desire
My Desire
To not exchange my labor to survive
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
"Come on darling take my hand
Nothing here is worth it's sound
Run away to darker lands
Deep into the underground"
Tear my soul out
Use it as a canvas
Paint me up a brighter scene
To fill this frame of blackness
Tear my soul out
Use it as a canvas
Sell it to the highest bid
I don't think I can stand this
Credits
Writer(s): Tomas De Alba
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