Phoxjaw Lottery Lyrics

It's the cardio hearing a radio another stagnant show for this rodeo
Absent radio
'Cause it's a dead end trend uninspire your friends for the muted blend as it sinks into the descent
Absent radio

'Cause all my hounded affairs
Feels like I'm working a graveyard shift
'Cause all my hounded affairs
Creep like vultures of the night feeding on decay

It's the cardio hearing a radio another stagnant show for this rodeo
Absent radio

Why you gotta tune into this and play pretend?
We're all just slaves in the lottery

'Cause all my hounded affairs
Feels like I'm working a graveyard shift
'Cause all my hounded affairs
Creep like vultures of the night feeding on decay

And I swear it by the man who works to waste
And I saw it on your ageing widowed face
And I swear it by the man who works to waste
Works to waste

I'll never bind my hand for you