SISYPHUS (feat. Curt!)
You better push that stone
You better push that...
You better push that stone
Standing on the same old day
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never Knowing that your burning your life away
Standing on a brand new spot
On a brand new day
On the same Grass, Stone, and clay
Standing on a Brand New Day of waste
(Of waste) (Of waste) (Of waste)
Of
Standing in the same old spot
It's all day. (All day)
Yeah, you lost in the haze
Lost again, You never even know you cannot
THINK (CANNOT)
STAND (CANNOT)
ACT (CANNOT)
BE
Look around and recognize the ancient sound
No wonder that you never been
Engaged in your life for free
Reason for your decline
You broke your own spine
Never knew your own divine
Inhibited who YOU could BE
Surviving climbing toward the bottom line
Player One in a Zombie Nation (By design)
Higher mind and daily grind
The only answer I could Find
Detached from the roots
Deceptive lies to lead the blind
Awaken wolves with timeless rhymes
Stay Futuristic. Can't rewind
Pincers of the Stockholm captured
Grab you toward the boiling point
Mutual suffering intertwined
Scolding flames on a joint
Persist past the Sisyphus life
One Wolf Army Vs. Undead Hive
Standing on the SAME old DAY
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never knowing that your burning your life away
Standing on a brand new spot
On a Brand New Day
On the same Grass, Stone, and Clay
Standing on a Brand New Day of Waste (Of Waste) (Of Waste) (Of Waste)
Wasting my life away
Everyday is a Maze in this fucking Rat Race
9 to 5, Built like a Slave
And the stone on my back
Follows me while I chase
Dreams floating away
Like a River in a boat
Never sailing, giving way
Falling apart in the Ocean
Sinking to the Bottom, Never COASTING
Yeah my life's a fuckin roller coaster
You either strap in or you not built for the moment
If you fall short, my condolence
It's an Endless cycle. Choose to keep my soul lit.
Standing on the same old day
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never Knowing that your burning your life away
STANDING on a BRAND new spot
On a BRAND NEW DAY
On the same Grass, Stone, and CLAY
Standing on a Brand New Day of waste (Of waste) (Of waste) (Of waste)
Of
You better push that...
You better push that stone
Standing on the same old day
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never Knowing that your burning your life away
Standing on a brand new spot
On a brand new day
On the same Grass, Stone, and clay
Standing on a Brand New Day of waste
(Of waste) (Of waste) (Of waste)
Of
Standing in the same old spot
It's all day. (All day)
Yeah, you lost in the haze
Lost again, You never even know you cannot
THINK (CANNOT)
STAND (CANNOT)
ACT (CANNOT)
BE
Look around and recognize the ancient sound
No wonder that you never been
Engaged in your life for free
Reason for your decline
You broke your own spine
Never knew your own divine
Inhibited who YOU could BE
Surviving climbing toward the bottom line
Player One in a Zombie Nation (By design)
Higher mind and daily grind
The only answer I could Find
Detached from the roots
Deceptive lies to lead the blind
Awaken wolves with timeless rhymes
Stay Futuristic. Can't rewind
Pincers of the Stockholm captured
Grab you toward the boiling point
Mutual suffering intertwined
Scolding flames on a joint
Persist past the Sisyphus life
One Wolf Army Vs. Undead Hive
Standing on the SAME old DAY
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never knowing that your burning your life away
Standing on a brand new spot
On a Brand New Day
On the same Grass, Stone, and Clay
Standing on a Brand New Day of Waste (Of Waste) (Of Waste) (Of Waste)
Wasting my life away
Everyday is a Maze in this fucking Rat Race
9 to 5, Built like a Slave
And the stone on my back
Follows me while I chase
Dreams floating away
Like a River in a boat
Never sailing, giving way
Falling apart in the Ocean
Sinking to the Bottom, Never COASTING
Yeah my life's a fuckin roller coaster
You either strap in or you not built for the moment
If you fall short, my condolence
It's an Endless cycle. Choose to keep my soul lit.
Standing on the same old day
No way to say what the stone may weigh
Moving through the burning of the hill
Never Knowing that your burning your life away
STANDING on a BRAND new spot
On a BRAND NEW DAY
On the same Grass, Stone, and CLAY
Standing on a Brand New Day of waste (Of waste) (Of waste) (Of waste)
Of
Credits
Writer(s): Wade Wicks
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