[Prevail:] I'm working overtime With a rhyme Hold the line There's dirt and there's sludge and there's slime on my mind Some days I think that'll it'll never come clean one way or another I'll discover what it means I'm working overtime With a rhyme Hold the line There's filth and there's sludge and there's grime on my mind Some days I know that'll it'll never come clean but one way or another I'll discover what it means
[Liesa:] Workin' overtime But I got it locked down Though at times it can be heavy Speakin' outta line All this while What I said, possibilities are ready
[Prevail:] My stockpile from a rockpile made of dust It'll get up in your ears and your eyes and your guts You try to wash it off but it sticks to your skin It's like a thick black tar from a jar in which you swim The undertow pulls you to a midnight landscape The opposite of natural this black capsule is man made And inside it contains a million micro contaminants That flow through your bloodstream and cause deadly damage Like sight loss white dots sludge across you retinas Vital signs are flatlining etc etc Multiply bacteria and quarantine the area And box them in with locks and pins and lots of metal barriers It's Sludge
I'm working overtime With a rhyme Hold the line There's dirt and there's sludge and there's slime on my mind Some days I think that'll it'll never come clean one way or another I'll discover what it means I'm working overtime With a rhyme Hold the line There's filth and there's sludge and there's grime on my mind Some days I know that'll it'll never come clean but one way or another I'll discover what it means
[Liesa:] Workin' overtime But I got it locked down Though at times it can be heavy Speakin' outta line All this while What I said, possibilities are ready Workin' overtime But I got it locked down Though at times it can be heavy Speakin' outta line All this while What I said, possibilities are ready
[Neph:] They don't want us to make a dime for it I would run through every sign for it You want some then stand in line for it Not my life Won't give you mine for it Cut the head off a snake and pull the ladder What's the matter Back to square one Dig through the dirt, grime, and the sludge Plot has the thickened A cataclysm The thread is splitting The titles fitting With how I'm feeling The powers that will me to be Same ones that'll creep Draggin' me underneath Pullin' me deeper Every time that I try to reach out It's either this or that Climbing back But the hill is steeper from what I remember Before the fever Wakin' up from my amnesia Its sludge
[Liesa:] Workin' overtime But I got it locked down Though at times it can be heavy Speakin' outta line All this while What I said, possibilities are ready Workin' overtime But I got it locked down Though at times it can be heavy Speakin' outta line All this while What I said, possibilities are readyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
