Cancer Swing - The Flaming Tsunamis

Cancer Swing:

Nerve damage and dead skin, looks like this week my boss wins again

Didn’t get that respect, no, didn’t get that raise in my paycheck

I’ll get ahead next week, but tonight I’m having trouble trying to sleep

Cigarettes and coffee, these addictions tear apart my insides

And when I’m gone you’ll find someone new

To kill themselves like you forced me to

No, I can’t get my health back and

Now, I want my old life back

While, you count your money stack

As, I ice my broken back

Paint thinner in a fresh wound, can’t fight these infections in my body

Gonna get outta here real soon, I miss the sun and I’m getting pretty sick of

the moon

9 to 5 will make you lose your head, 7 to 7 and you’re probably better off dead

Sick of kneeling on concrete, but I need the money and I got to make ends meet.