I work and slave to earn my keep, but can't keep all that work should gain.
Forced to be a person who's existence is void.
Forced to work for nothing gained.
I ask to be a fucking person in this world. I ask to have a name.
Man can only push so far to reach their peak
Before you see it rolling from your hands
Chained to the facts of life, dare I exclaim
That I deserve what I see as best
Back to the bottom as life pulls you to the end.
A face that toils so close to stone
Is already becoming stone itself.
Back to the bottom as life pulls you to the end.
Imagine Sisyphus.
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
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