Grind (исполнитель: Angelspit)
I'm a nice boy, a nice girl-next-door with a weapon I am not human anymore I traded my attitude and I traded my spine Placid, weak as [bad word] wanna [bad word] in my car? Start begging or you can scream, big shot - the choice is yours Office carnage painted in bloody fright I'm a rabid rat in a salary-sacrificed convertible Paint my boss in tar and set him alight Grind, head down, tail up, define your purpose Slave 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone Grind, head down, tail up, define your status Slave 'til your wallet is full and your soul is gone I'm Satan's secretary, I've covered my pen with chilli I am gonna jam it up your colon Turn me into a psycho time-bomb in a three-piece Qu'est-ce que c'est with a nasty surprise, [bad word] in your coffee Don't call the help desk, 'cause they've got some big problems Get up off your knees, God can't save you 'cause she's shopping You can suck my [bad word] 'cause I'm tired of sucking yours Ticking boxes, sting you up with your heels clicking Burn like all the books in the town square I don’t care Grind, head down, tail up, define your purpose Slave 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone Grind, head down, tail up, define your status Slave 'til your wallet is full and your soul is gone Sheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to Just another micro [bad word] in a sports car Breakfast [bad word] morning tea [bad word] lunch [bad word] Light snack [bad word] dinner time [bad word] dessert [bad word] Midnight snack [bad word] five AM dump One more day wasted, one more day closer to death Grind, head down, tail up, define your purpose Slave 'til you bleed and you are raw to the bone Grind, head down, tail up, define your status Slave 'til your wallet is full and your soul is gone Sheep like you need a slaughterhouse to go to Just another micro [bad word] in a sports car