Primitive Suffering Songtext
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Primitive Suffering Songtext
Like a good friend passing on: tight as one, suddenly gone
Like a selfish petty one: prattling on, prattling on
Like a rusty nail on a Jack and Coke, and another three rounds on me
Then the pain behind your eyes: too much light, going blind
Your primitive suffering
Like the pressure on that job: boss you hate, don′t be late
Like the traffic flow downtown: slow and tough, cut you off
Like you worked all day, all the power goes out, and you realize you didn't save
Then the voice inside your head: out of time, you′re so dead
Your primitive suffering
Like a psychostimulant: crawling touch, don't take much
Like forgetting where you went: was it fun, or just dumb?
Like tryin' too hard while gettin′ it on, then you can′t get it off at all
Or you're shot down by that 10 who loves you - just like a friend
Your primitive suffering
You′re primitive suffering
Like a selfish petty one: prattling on, prattling on
Like a rusty nail on a Jack and Coke, and another three rounds on me
Then the pain behind your eyes: too much light, going blind
Your primitive suffering
Like the pressure on that job: boss you hate, don′t be late
Like the traffic flow downtown: slow and tough, cut you off
Like you worked all day, all the power goes out, and you realize you didn't save
Then the voice inside your head: out of time, you′re so dead
Your primitive suffering
Like a psychostimulant: crawling touch, don't take much
Like forgetting where you went: was it fun, or just dumb?
Like tryin' too hard while gettin′ it on, then you can′t get it off at all
Or you're shot down by that 10 who loves you - just like a friend
Your primitive suffering
You′re primitive suffering
Writer(s): Dean Dunakin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
