Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Backpains and Agony, artist - The Infested. Date of issue: 02.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Backpains and Agony |
| Every morning the alarm bells |
| Pierce my drums and then I smell that smell |
| In this bed so nice and warm |
| But I know the room I’m in’s so cold |
| Ignore the time for just five minutes more |
| Coz my brains not ticking over for sure |
| Why can’t I just wake in my own time |
| Why can’t I just lay in this time |
| The clouds are pissing acid rain |
| And the air I breath, my lungs decay |
| Mindless zombies walk down the street |
| Why? |
| All we need to do is eat |
| Nine to five, five days a week |
| And the cars are clogging up the streets |
| Depression and boredom sets in my head |
| Why did I bother getting out of bed? |
| This isn’t life, this is called slavery |
| No matter how you dress it up |
| Subject to work, back pains and agony |
| Are we really better off? |
| Every night I’d lay awake |
| Worrying about the mistakes I made |
| Nightmares of the day ahead |
| Another day of ass kissing that I can’t take |
| So I shoved it, left them in shit |
| It sure felt good just for a bit |
| But now my bank account is dry |
| And begging for the day I get another try |
| I hate work, work hates me |