Lyrics

We work, we sweat, we burn We learn our lessons We yearn for truth we've said I've bled fighting full force To find the few bits that I have left Yet so effortlessly you think that you're just Swimming in it Your world is not my world You hear none of my words Your world is not my world You heed none of my words And I know one dark day You'll know the weight of my word But it will be too late Under the weight We grind, we bleed, we pay We try and clear our head of lies we've said Bull-brained and stuck in a sick mind trap of sorts Buoyant core Yet so effortlessly it seems that you're just Sinking in it Still looking innocent While you betray your own kind Still looking innocent While murdering your own How can you live with this Too dumb to care for your own Still looking innocent Your world is not my world You hear none of my words Your world is not my world You heed none of my words And I know one dark day You'll know the weight of my word But it will be too late Under the weight Can't see the long term, can't see the short All the while you're being played for the sport Truth does not come served with a fork It takes much practice to digest But you'll never know Because you're already the best Already the best Belligerent waste of sentience
Writer(s): Thomas Crawford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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