Strike

歌词

Why do you work when you're sick of lifting

When you're sick of lifting?

The festivities left you on the shelf

Why are you always trying to please everybody but yourself

That which bears witness to it's own failure

Are you so sure?

Why do you work for the festival

When you're sick of lifting spirits

Spirits, spirits to the sky "Body" and "Soul"

Two words for that same nameless thing you have never known

Why do you work

In place of bearing witness to your own inclusion

Inclusion

And strike

Strike Strike

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