Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Farmed , by - Baptists. Song from the album Good Parenting, in the genre МеталRelease date: 25.07.2011
Record label: Southern Lord
Song language: English
Farmed |
| Whole days spent digging holes |
| Jagged edged shovels |
| Chipped on rock soil |
| Dirty everything |
| Blistered hands sweating |
| Mouth too dry to sing |
| This well’s been tapped |
| Poles sledged like stakes to vampire hearts |
| Cutting metal with metal |
| The day’s been parched |
| The more you sweat |
| The less sparks you’ll feel |
| The less you’ll care |
| The more money you’ll make |
| The less feelings remain |
| The more shit you’ll take |
| You’re farmed, you’re fucked |
| These days are long and I don’t work for you, I work for me |
| I’ll give what I got, but at day’s end, I’ll be free |
| You’ll take my time and I’ll take every cent that you will pay |
| This trench I’ve dug will separate both parts of my day |