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EpisodeThe GritJonny Sonic

It's sneaking up like a buried mine,
It's cutting off my power lines.
It keeps me feeling small, trapped in my walls
In hour-after-hour time.

It's stirring up my insides.
Shaking, shaking up my thin pride.
It makes me want to crawl, speeds up my fall;
Creeping up like a rising tide.

On the brink of defeated, and it barks out: "You ain't worth a shit."
I think I can beat this; but, it's a false start."You ain't worth a shit."
Putting kinks in my creases, now it's balls out:"You ain't worth a shit."
Full swings are in season; but, I buy just another minute, try just to limit it.

It's another bout.It's another bout.
Don't know what it's about.
But it's all out fucking with me.
"We think we gotcha now"

My love: crumbling.
Inside my gut: rumbling.
Try to talk. Mumbling.
Try to walk. Stumbling.

Full speed and I hit that bump.
You know that I never need full speed and i hit that bump.

It's got my blood rising on the loose.
All my headlines are bad news.
I'll stay in my bed, trapped in my head
Way earlier than curfew.

So, whatcha gonna prescribe me?
Will I let you up inside me?
Can you break through?
Whatcha gonna do?
Girl, how you gonna revive me?

On the brink of defeated, and it barks out: "You ain't worth a shit."
I think I can beat this; but, it's a false start."You ain't worth a shit."
Putting kinks in my creases, now it's balls out:"You ain't worth a shit."
Full swings are in season; but, I buy just another minute, try just to limit it.

It's another bout.It's another bout.
Don't know what it's about.
But it's all out fucking with me.
"We think we gotcha now"

My love: crumbling.
Inside my gut: rumbling.
Try to talk. Mumbling.
Try to walk. Stumbling.

Full speed and I hit that bump.
You know that I never need full speed and i hit that bump.

Leave me alone.

I won't, don't let it hold me down.
I won't, don't let it hold me down.
It's getting to my limit, now you gotta move over now.