Text: John Schrader. From Discontent. Life In The Grind.

See it bottle up and bubble to the top .. everybody wants to flag a ride

First time, first line, last rhyme .. she won't let it slide

Sweatin' on the rent check .. holes in the raincoat .. I'll have to take a rain check

Stealin' holy water lookin' for a sin .. born with a beat up frown

Wasted mind and tasteless time .. take a good look around

Bleed my blood and tell me what you're thinking .. barkeep, what am I drinking

You don't look 'cause you'll find life in the grind

Set it free and promise me that I won't be what they wanted me to be

Once around the block .. twice around the ride .. Duck down the alley with a smile

She made change and you rearranged your life for a while

Never dreamed it would come to this .. did you like the taste of the kiss

Should I want more than this .. stay the hell away from my dream

Stood up .. choked up .. beat down .. smile while you drink in my scream

Whisper what she told you .. tell me how she'll scold you

What a bitter taste .. smeared all over your face

Set it free and promise me that I won't be what they wanted me to be