Stig of the Dump - Wind the Clock lyrics

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Stig of the Dump - Wind the Clock lyrics

[Hook] "Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night It doesn't matter what you do" x 4 [Verse 1: Stig of the Dump] Ay yo, you hate me?, cool, I f**ing hate me too/ Regretting everything my brainwaves ever made me do/ They say I'm crazy, you know what?, it may be true/ So I curse the first person that gave me booze/ Cause its a habit now, I can see my life mapping out/ Headed for the battle ground like "I ain't ever backing down"/ Even gagged & bound, i'll throw fists that smash your face/ Cheating d**h by breaking both wrists on the hands of fate/ I live in a world of acid rain & rancid greys/ Swigging back Jack Daniels just to dampen the pain/ And now I'm at it again, riddled with self pity/ I need a vacation just to escape from Sin City/ My sh**s gritty but still all of it true/ Now I smash recording booths from the floor to the roof/ And use my current situation as some sort of excuse/ To hide the fact that im torn through, from the core to the root/ I asked the Lord for a clue, to show me where im mucking up/ Dumb struck from being ignored just like a f**ing mug/ I tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff Puffing d**, telling my people that there's nothing up [Hook] [Verse 2: Stig of the Dump] This isn't battle raps, its me just being honest b**h/ You wouldn't understand unless you've felt like you don't want to live/ I'm here showing you exactly what rock bottom is/ f**ed up like bushes attitude to foreign politics/ You'll know i've got to spit, if you've ever felt the pain/ Of self loathing, broken, hoping that there's someone else to blame/ But in the cold light of day I see it clearly/ Alone in a crowd, I open my mouth but no one hears me/ I don't care if you fear me, its better than being unseen/ Every day failing to attain one of my dumb dreams/ So now I come clean like i've had a vasectomy/ Not here to be liked but prick you will show respect to me/ Or else i'll beat you expending energy left in me/ If ignorance is bliss then most heads are living in ecstasy/ I live with the agony of truth like it was meant to be/ And stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me/ I tried to fix up, but doubt that I can/ So then I tried to drown myself inside the fountain of man/ Or sit smoking with petrol leaking out of a can/ So when my time comes I'm high & going out with a bang [Hook]

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