The Gla** Room - Adrenaline lyrics

Never should it be this hard Looking through these endless papers It's not the first time and it won't be long before it's vapour Crossing through the things all done It's not the turn of ages The constant image of a lottery ticket not wages Come Report the findings from Experiments that are labelled It is the easy way , it's how help has now got enabled Fallen from the highest heights Leaving when the jobs not over This could be heaven in disguise , supplies are running lower Caught from the deepest and bleakest of worlds All in their own hell Free from the weeds in the garden of greed Time can't even help Even heal Time can't even heal Even heal Busy till the day we die There is no chance to savour Two thousand days of sitting , drinking, taking time from labour Listen to the things I've done Lost my mind , its reeling Now that's the vision of a condasending local villain The trouble Is the truth it hurts It makes us lose all reason Contemplating , hating Satan for his lack of teasing Darker than the air at night Lower than a three foot ceiling Declining , thriving in a cataclysmic Loss of feeling Consumed and it's got me believing That time has no meaning All corridors close at the end Turnover more than enough leaves Eventually does seem The help isn't coming to lend