Poets of the Fall "Grinder's blues" lyrics

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Grinder's blues

Oh my lord, I'm way gone busting knucklebone day in day out, breaking my back for a way out, but it never paysAnd we're down and dirty we're the underdogs, hurting for the numbers in the captain's logs, and his evil waysAnd if the man he don't tell, I see no way out of hell

Light years away from homeJust my demons and I aloneThis hammer my keyThis mine my wishing wellI gotta find my way outta hell

Oh my lord, I'm tired with the way I'm wired up to grind and hammer and the bitch called gravityWith my baby back in Memphis, how do you propose we keep doin' this, sucking up to the mastermind till I'll lose my sanityWith no more soul to sell, I see no way out of hell

Light years away from homeJust my demons and I aloneThis hammer my keyThis mine my wishing wellI gotta find my way outta hell

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