Keep on Digging

Working on the mind-game chain gang,
Breaking up rocks in the back of my head,
Like the Boss-man said,
Like the Boss-man said,
"Soon you're gonna break free or you're gonna be dead".

Sweat pours down but it ain't just heat,
There's a bad-think fallacy stuck on repeat,
Hammer blows echoing,
Through a mental chasm,
Swinging it till my muscles start to spasm.

Rocks keep forming as the hours pass by,
But I never let up and I never ask why,
The sun never sets,
On eternal dawn,
Standing in a line of fools all tattered and torn.

Keep on digging,
Keep on digging,
There's always more.

Chains on my ankles made of regret,
Forged outta pain I can never forget,
But I wear them now,
Like a badge of pride,
Knowing I never once dared to look inside.

Gotta keep on gotta keep on fightin',
The work gets harder and load don't lighten,
And my back is bent,
From the crushing weight,
Mabe I'll strike that gold if it's not too late.

Keep on digging,
Keep on digging,
Just like before.

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