Cold Lunch - Big Business

I watched the reigns drop with no guilt at all

No sleep, No sleep

I’m barely breathing no sweep of the feet

No sleep, No sleep

I’m told the weather doesn’t choose you

I see the timber but the pitch isn’t clear

All in all it’s just a scene from the peak

No sleep, No sleep

Yoke to shoulder and the shade to my knees

Dig deep, No sleep

Breathe deep, No sleep

I bleed the worries of a cold hearted man

Dig deep, No sleep

Breathe deep, No sleep

I’m told the weather doesn’t choose you

I see the timber but the pitch isn’t clear

All in all it’s just a scene from the peak

No sleep, No sleep

Yoke to shoulder and the shade to my knees

Dig deep, No sleep

Breathe deep, No sleep

I bleed the worries of a cold hearted man

Dig deep, No sleep

Breathe deep, No sleep

Breathe deep

Waiting around to be rescued

Think our chances are slight

Situation is painful

Never walk to the light

Sun up to sun down

All that we keep is the funeral

Hand over hand until blisters have started to rise

Hearts might not falter, but stomachs give way

Flush with the plight of tomorrow

Just close your eyes, hope when you wake

It’s over, It’s over

It’s over