Ignition Sinker
The grind has got you like a noose
you can't escape it now
Always thought it couldn't happen to you
but it did, and you don't know how
The grind creeps in as slow as the days
that pass now like years
It's got you firm in its iron grip
you feel safe now, no more fears
It doesn't stop, it just wears down
Your back is breaking from standing
up to all the strain
Convince yourself it's worth the money
try to ignore the pain
Wake up numb to the repetition
stand up, sit down again
Your once noble thoughts and ideals
are useless as stripped gears
It doesn't stop, it just wears down
Just another sinking feeling
slowly sinking in.
