Old Grunt Lyrics

Day by day they're squeezing me

With rotten hands covered with age spots

Day by day they're pressing me

With rotten brains living in the past

Day by day I lose the things

Which I do love which make me happy

Day by day I'm shedding tears

Because I'm weak, because I'm broken

Spending life in pondering

On what to say, on what to public

Hiding in the inner shell

Just to avoid a bunch of problems

Freezing in the airless space

So helpless to undertake something

Hearing time expiring slowly

Drop by drop, drop by drop

But if I move to the other

World of promises and hopes

Day by day they'll squeezing me

With well-groomed hands with trendy tattoos

Day by day they'll pressing me

With rotten brains full of dystopia

Lying that they do their best

For my sake, for my sake

I'm bewildered where one can find

Strength to keep in hand the smothers

Of the ruined world of freedom

Disappeared in mist of decades

Falling into deep dark whirlpool

Can't forget the dearest memoirs

Can't forget the gone blissed lifestyle

May be I'm too old to change