Grind It

[Music: Wells, Lyrics: Freeman] Black is the night long is the day Feelings inside slipping away Raise my threshold for the pain Object of my dark disdain Grind it Grind it Kicked in the teeth by what lies beneath I thought I was blind but now I see You were leading me down such a primrose path Don't look back for the die is cast Grind it Grind it Stabbed in the back by the knife you wield You will never know just how it feels Remember dark pretender These are the terms of your surrender! Grind it I've got to grind it out Grind it I've got to grind it out