Deadlines

I'm fighting these feelings I'm biting these demons I'm down on my knees but it sickens me Crawling through weakening damp Drenched in our arcane dismay You're seen by us Reaching and falling Condemned by your recusant ways Pull Pull Crawl (get on your knees) Fall (get back In line) Take the strain, never question the pain Do what I say Stand your ground Stand your ground Stand your ground Our individual acts considered to be infidelity Now strays from the meter Who can't find their way Stand a dissident without the dissonance of spiteful shame We will not work to your Deadlines Deadlines I'm fighting these feelings, I'm biting these demons Our individual acts considered to be infidelity Stand your ground Stand your ground