Biulder - Live versuri

Versuri The Living Tombstone – Biulder – Live lyrics

Keep everything from leaking
You’re pushing up against every ceiling
They’re watching over you, seeking reasons to punish
Stopping you from delivering
Sisyphus pushing boulders
The world is crushing, the weight is resting upon your shoulders
No escaping, your back is aching
Your knees are buckling, bones are breaking
Watching people go by and wondering why you can’t get ahead
It’s maddening by design that you’ll die a nobody
Moving rocks ‘til you find a way to get out of cycles of brutal poverty
Chipping over and over, whittling down your sanity
Losing everything, what a waste of your dead humanity

Just pretend you’re happy or you’ll fall apart
Up the hill again, again, restart, restart
Just pretend you’re happy or you’ll fall apart
Broken hands hold up the dreams of broken hearts

Ears are ringing
Are those angels singing?
Feel your fingers stinging
And you’re grimacing so hard
Like you’re grinning with deep scars
As you’re losing your last grip
Now you’re slipping, you’re lacking, thought you were winning
Slack for a moment, back to beginning
Lost it all when you stop at all
When you hit a wall if you try to stall
And they’re waiting for you to throw it away
On something you want to fill up the hole they dug for you
There’s no love for you
There’s no god helping from above for you
There’s another day working, ‘nother day hurting
‘Nother day closer to the day that it smothers you

Just pretend you’re happy or you’ll fall apart
Up the hill again, again, restart, restart
Just pretend you’re happy or you’ll fall apart
Broken hands hold up the dreams of broken hearts
Go