Work

Noah Mac

Compositor: Noah Mac

Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

Given my time, I'd give you my work
Don't let me get work done too fast
Tell me if it shows through shirts
Gotta roll up my sleeves so they don't catch
Man, it's too many gears in my head that don't work
Up until I get hurt, then they come back
Man, it's too many years in my time that aren't worth
All the time that I hurt, but it don't last long
Know, baby
Know, baby

Know it could get worse, don't mention how far
No matter, I'll work till it comes back up
No time to rehearse, just pardon my reach
To the ends of the earth just to run laps, uh
Turnin' my worth up until there's no dirt
Gettin' under my nails, then I'll turn back, yeah, yeah
Back down under the earth covered in those leaves
All I wanted was to thank you for believin' in me

Who do you work for?
There are people marching and people dying every single day
You got the chance to do something
So who are you?
What do you do?
Do you work for them?
Or just yourself?

Few years of my life just let them pass by
Just let them gang up onto someone else
No worries in life
Only color my eyes turn is colors they like
So it's gonna go well
Just haven't had time, just haven't had fight
Just haven't had nerve, so I turned my head
Just keep it inside, think more and stay quiet
No need to rush in till you see more red

Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

Hands tied
All these colors out of view
May fight
Just do what you gotta do
But truth flies
Right from wrong ain't black and white
It's closed eyes
That got you in the wrong

Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no

Hands tied
All these colors out of view
May fight
Just do what you gotta do
But truth flies
Right from wrong ain't black and white
It's closed eyes
That got you in the wrong

All these colors out of view
May fight
Just do what you gotta do
But truth flies
Right from wrong ain't black and white
It's closed eyes
That got you in the wrong