Lyrics Run of the Mill* by Sybyr

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Landfill
Run-of-the-mill
Chase the dollar bill

Run-of-the-mill
Chase the dollar bill
You don't wanna f**k around
You can't die on that hill
Keep your chin steady
In the morning, gotta get ready
There's no damn confetti, yeah
This party's getting messy, yeah

I walk in, feelin' myself
Feelin' myself, avail, welp
I wake up, I don't [?]
Fix yourself, that's the feel
Creatures staring at my glow
Better flash and let 'em know
How this go, there's no out
Only up, that's for sure
In the mix, grab a drink
Take a sip, let it sick
What you think? Are you trippin'?
Can you blink?
Grab my knife, let it skin
Let it blood, let it thin
All that blood in the drink
I think it's turnin' pink, yeah

Run-of-the-mill
Chase the dollar bill
You don't wanna f**k around
You can't die on that hill
Keep your chin steady
In the morning, gotta get ready
There's no damn confetti, yeah
This party's getting messy, yeah

All this noise got me buggin' in my sleep, sit still
All this workin' got my achin' in my ankles, that's chill
All this chatter got me tragic when the opposite is real
All these thoughts [?] like I'm runnin' through a field
In the midst of all the pressure, I think [?]
Like machinery, I work, nothing cares 'bout how you feel
When you wakin' in the habit of a worker, don't you know
That there's always something else, something else like, like, I be...

Run-of-the-mill
Chase the dollar bill
You don't wanna f**k around
You can't die on that hill
Keep your chin steady
In the morning, gotta get ready
There's no damn confetti, yeah
This party's getting messy, yeah
Run-of-the-mill
Chase the dollar bill
You don't wanna f**k around
You can't die on that hill
Keep your chin steady
In the morning, gotta get ready
There's no damn confetti, yeah
This party's getting messy, yeah