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Black Star Riders

Hustle

 

Hustle

(album: Wrong Side Of Paradise - 2023)


You're moving slow as Christmas
Acting like nobody's business
Don't you ever feel phony
Don't you ever get lonely
Another empty I love you
With a heartfelt screw you too
Do a little remembering for me
I'll do plenty of forgetting for free

There's so little of you left
You've sabotaged yourself

Hustle down in the street
Hustle ream 'em and weep
Hustle breathe a sign of relief
From the nine to five sounds of sorrow

Take the long way to suicide
Pouring salt in your wounded pride
You perceive to believe and conspire to deceive
That you're better off dead than alive
When you're screaming in your pillow
For all the friends you let go
Sometimes you gotta lie just to get by
When the truth of the matter is you didn't even try

There's so little of you left
You've played yourself to death

Hustle down in the street
Hustle ream 'em and weep
Hustle breathe a sign of relief
From the nine to five sounds of sorrow

All good things come to those who hustle
It's a double time pick up step and shuffle
All good things come to those who hustle
All it takes is a little guts and muscle

There's so little of you left
You've sabotaged yourself

Hustle down in the street
Hustle read 'em and weep
Hustle 'til you're dead on your feet
Hustle 'til you get what you need
Hustle turn the bitter into sweet
Hustle breathe a sign of relief
From the nine to five sounds of sorrow

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