The Grind

Grow with it, own it I should have written it down Or just don't roll with it I guess it's fucked up now Don't miss it, don't live it But I keep dragging it around A splinter in my mind I keep on living the grind Monday, Tuesday, I wanna make it go away Tuesday, fascist, I wanna disobey Wednesday like a never-ending stairway Thursday, Friday, every day a hell day Weekend, pretend like I'm 20 Relive golden age of plenty Weeks fly by, I'm bleeding time No way out, I live the grind Grow with it, own it I should have written it down Or just don't roll with it I guess it's fucked up now Don't miss it, don't live it But I keep dragging it around A splinter in my mind I keep on living the grind Living the Living the grind Living the Living the G-R-I-N-D G-R-I-N-D G-R-I-N-D Hustle, forget your needs Hands up, down on your knees Glorified, you think you want it Justified, I'll sell you on it We won't back down And let you bury us Underground, we will break free Who can stop? There's nobody When the chaos does recede And a fresh calm falls on the scene I think about all the empty vessels I have occupied today (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh! Manic Monday, feels like a rerun Tuesday, too much, never gonna get it done Wednesday, maybe shouldn't have woken up Thursday, Friday, startin' to not give a fuck Grow with it, own it I should have written it down Or just don't roll with it I guess it's fucked up now Don't miss it, don't live it But I keep dragging it around A splinter in my mind I keep on living the grind Living the Living the grind Living the Living the G-R-I-N-D G-R-I-N-D G-R-I-N-D Don't miss it, don't live it But I keep dragging it around A splinter in my mind I keep on living the grind