Burning stomach acids flow
After settling in Oslo
Dirt is all that I can see
Pretentious people haunting me
Why is nothing happening
4 AM my ear screaming
Perpetual noise is deafening
And then I hear you bitchin me again
I'm giving into it
A rot I fear will keep me
Locked away from all that's really going on
Behind the fog they made to
Keep our eyes away from all that's (really going on)
Everywhere you see and every street
Is just another pave
Another block of the festering wound maintained by you and me
We could go back to pretending we don't know
What's bothering our minds like currents of gutter
That flows behind our eyes like constant reminders
While packs of mutated rats gnawing our consciousness
Eating us inside out
Potholes of maggots that crawl in the puddles
And feeds of the feces and all that rotten dead fish
Stress
I don't like being this way
But I can't help it go away
Dead end feces dead end species
Tehydrava - Stress Lyrics
Tehydrava - Stress Lyrics
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Burning stomach acids flow
After settling in Oslo
Dirt is all that I can see
Pretentious people haunting me
Why is nothing happening
4 AM my ear screaming
Perpetual noise is deafening
And then I hear you bitchin me again
I'm giving into it
A rot I fear will keep me
Locked away from all that's really going on
Behind the fog they made to
Keep our eyes away from all that's (really going on)
Everywhere you see and every street
Is just another pave
Another block of the festering wound maintained by you and me
We could go back to pretending we don't know
What's bothering our minds like currents of gutter
That flows behind our eyes like constant reminders
While packs of mutated rats gnawing our consciousness
Eating us inside out
Potholes of maggots that crawl in the puddles
And feeds of the feces and all that rotten dead fish
Stress
I don't like being this way
But I can't help it go away
Dead end feces dead end species
After settling in Oslo
Dirt is all that I can see
Pretentious people haunting me
Why is nothing happening
4 AM my ear screaming
Perpetual noise is deafening
And then I hear you bitchin me again
I'm giving into it
A rot I fear will keep me
Locked away from all that's really going on
Behind the fog they made to
Keep our eyes away from all that's (really going on)
Everywhere you see and every street
Is just another pave
Another block of the festering wound maintained by you and me
We could go back to pretending we don't know
What's bothering our minds like currents of gutter
That flows behind our eyes like constant reminders
While packs of mutated rats gnawing our consciousness
Eating us inside out
Potholes of maggots that crawl in the puddles
And feeds of the feces and all that rotten dead fish
Stress
I don't like being this way
But I can't help it go away
Dead end feces dead end species
Writer: Tehydrava, Jonathan Utby
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