Sweat Lyrics - Singles - Plunkett

See these furrowed lines that eat my face 

And this bitter sweat I bleed to stay 

See these synchronized hands that leave me cold 

And these silver streaks as they unfold 

As I dream of a place for my love 

And forty more years of being pushed from above 

With no thanks at all for all the days that I've sold 

And swallowed my pride to make a place I call home 

Taste this poisoned air that fates my son 

In this broken church of soulless songs 

And I dream of a place for my love 

And forty more years of being pushed from above 

With no thanks at all for all the days that I've sold 

And swallowed my pride to keep this place I call home 

(Ok...) 

Well if you've got something to say 

Lets all hear it, someone'll know your name 

So if you wanna go far, then start to work those tongues 

You all know where my arse is! 

See these furrowed lines that bless my face 

And this holy sweat I bleed with grace 

As I dream of a place for my love 

And forty more years of being pushed from above 

With no thanks at all for all the days that I've sold 

And swallowed my pride to keep this place I call home 

I swallow my pride 

But you ain't got none at all