Text: Ignition. Complete Services. 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.