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Never Enough Lyrics
[Verse 1]:
Never enough, fine, fuck it, I love it
I love the way we act like it's alright it isn't
It's missin' the key ingredient outside but inside
Parts collide when they find it's all wound tight
Safe and sound might be a little eager beaver
The only sweat be from the fever
Pull the lever, push the button and off we go
Bringin' neither, welcome all to the show
Hit the ether, realise, give it to the next Joe
The air up there is real life in slow mo'
But too fast to grasp for the hands of a slave
But behave, you'll get a free screening of heartbreak
Before we take yours and devour it whole
With a twinkle in the eye and a sprinkle of your soul
Ya sold it to the Devil himself and you have no-one to blame
Now wake up and shake off this dream, it's all the same
[Hook]:
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
[Verse 2]:
Never enough, fine, fuck it I love it
I love the way that we all believe everything ya do and speak
Everything we see, our pedigree's built on
The back of what we surmise ain't lies so go on
Ignorance is rhapsodic and melodic and hypnotic
If it wasn't at ya door then you forgot it
Like a bad dream put it in the gutter with the rest of the trash
Don't look back, it'll be gone in the morning
Good morning, a new day to play and to not say
New chapter, new story, newly dead for the new grave
A new wave, new plague and a new cave
A noose gave way on the blue to open flood gates
Now it's just another media circus
And the people are like "fine, fuck it, we must deserve this"
Workin' Proletariat are playin' the game
Payin' their tax, so, just relax, and it's always the same
[Hook]:
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
[Verse 3]:
Never enough, fine, fuck it, I love it
I love the way it's all relative in the words of their narrative
They say pain is pain and they can say it's all relative
But it's not, you don't have the right to complain
You don't have the right to claim insanity, head is just in the clouds
The body is rotting within the middle of the crowd
Of the rest of the doin' their best but just are failin' miserably
Ringin' any bells? It should, it's humanity
It's never enough, capitalism and cannibalism
Hannibal isn't it? Nice to meet, now shut up and eat
This flesh, it won't be fresh forever, no way
Packin' disposition, let me get up on ya silver plate
So great feedin' the hungry like this
Mumma didn't raise no punk, love double negatives
And lovin' the stupidity puttin' us all to shame
'Cause hate it or love it or otherwise it's always the same
[Hook]:
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Never enough, fine, fuck it, I love it
I love the way we act like it's alright it isn't
It's missin' the key ingredient outside but inside
Parts collide when they find it's all wound tight
Safe and sound might be a little eager beaver
The only sweat be from the fever
Pull the lever, push the button and off we go
Bringin' neither, welcome all to the show
Hit the ether, realise, give it to the next Joe
The air up there is real life in slow mo'
But too fast to grasp for the hands of a slave
But behave, you'll get a free screening of heartbreak
Before we take yours and devour it whole
With a twinkle in the eye and a sprinkle of your soul
Ya sold it to the Devil himself and you have no-one to blame
Now wake up and shake off this dream, it's all the same
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Never enough, fine, fuck it I love it
I love the way that we all believe everything ya do and speak
Everything we see, our pedigree's built on
The back of what we surmise ain't lies so go on
Ignorance is rhapsodic and melodic and hypnotic
If it wasn't at ya door then you forgot it
Like a bad dream put it in the gutter with the rest of the trash
Don't look back, it'll be gone in the morning
Good morning, a new day to play and to not say
New chapter, new story, newly dead for the new grave
A new wave, new plague and a new cave
A noose gave way on the blue to open flood gates
Now it's just another media circus
And the people are like "fine, fuck it, we must deserve this"
Workin' Proletariat are playin' the game
Payin' their tax, so, just relax, and it's always the same
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Never enough, fine, fuck it, I love it
I love the way it's all relative in the words of their narrative
They say pain is pain and they can say it's all relative
But it's not, you don't have the right to complain
You don't have the right to claim insanity, head is just in the clouds
The body is rotting within the middle of the crowd
Of the rest of the doin' their best but just are failin' miserably
Ringin' any bells? It should, it's humanity
It's never enough, capitalism and cannibalism
Hannibal isn't it? Nice to meet, now shut up and eat
This flesh, it won't be fresh forever, no way
Packin' disposition, let me get up on ya silver plate
So great feedin' the hungry like this
Mumma didn't raise no punk, love double negatives
And lovin' the stupidity puttin' us all to shame
'Cause hate it or love it or otherwise it's always the same
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Awake, asleep, we fake, we creep
We lead 'cos we need, we feed 'cos ya bleed
We take 'cos ya give, we kill 'cos ya live
Rotten to the crux but it's never enough
Song Info
Submitted by
darksidepoet On Apr 15, 2022
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