Grind It

Grind it

Grind it

Black is the night long is the day

Feelings inside slipping away

Raise my threshold for the pain

Object of my dark disdain

Grind it

Grind it

Kicked in the teeth by what lies beneath

I thought I was blind but now I see

You were leading me down such a primrose path

Don’t look back for the die is cast

Grind it

Grind it

Stabbed in the back by the knife you wield

You will never know just how it feels

Remember dark pretender

These are the terms of your surrender!

Grind it

I’ve got to grind it out

Grind it

I’ve got to grind it out