Pest
Caught in the mix
Of chemicals
Tearing through and wearing thin
But I still bleed through my thick skin
Feeling like a pest
I'm getting worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
How much to sell your soul
And turn into a drone
You'd think I'd have better hind sight
But I can't seem to get that right
Feeling like a pest
I get worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
Feeling like a pest
Getting worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
Of chemicals
Tearing through and wearing thin
But I still bleed through my thick skin
Feeling like a pest
I'm getting worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
How much to sell your soul
And turn into a drone
You'd think I'd have better hind sight
But I can't seem to get that right
Feeling like a pest
I get worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
Feeling like a pest
Getting worked to death
I can't stick to the script
I stick to myself
Credits
Writer(s): Shagg Carpet
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.