Lyrics:
the tears," so they told me...
"This is grist for the mill
To a man with your skill
And perhaps you can't see how this is practical now
But, someday, you will
a bad decision
Says who you are
Fools rush in
For the grist in my
For the grist in my mill
Can't you see
When you're perfectly
When you're
the mill gone
With nothing left but a chord to stretch
And a word to get on by
Sometimes you reach for the bottle before the sky
Yeah, well we all rise
porch of our home
And if we die, let us go down together
Not alone
Cause I don't want to die alone
It's all grist for the mill now
We'll take the bad,
place
Down on old grist mill road
And we cried when we found him
Lying there with his memories
The old trunk wide open
Things scattered about
He
Life is kinda like a roller coaster
Up and down over and over again until it ends
The way I figure it's all grist for the mill
There's a lesson
Life is like a roller coaster
It's up and down, it's over and over again
'Til it ends
The way I figure it, it's grist for the mill
A lesson you
and kill
I got the idea it wasn't real
I thought being blacklisted
Would be grist for the mill
Until I realized I'm still here
I grew up in the shoes
Grist to the mill
Gall is all I've tasted
Come away, come away
Come away, come away
Come away, come away
All in a good cause
I suppose
'come as you
of surveillance
Is in such a fuss at Voyeurs-R-Us
You're a seed to fill
It's all grist for the mill, just
Disappear, big data's got your number
Big data's
as a mountain
Neon lights up the hill
Cast no shadow and leave no traces
We are grist for the mill
Hold me control me into the arms we fall
Sugar
truth you thought me just amateur
Was it you who told me once
Now looking back it seems surreal
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
me once
Now looking back it seems so real
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
So why is it now after I had my fill
That you steal from
truth you thought me just amateur
Was it you who told me once
Now looking back it seems surreal
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
the freezing air
This winter chill, grist for his mill
If tears of joy will blear elsewhere
And church bells drown in the cracks of doom
The storms above us hew
opinions
Form Bayesian fields
The ghosts in machinery
Turns out to be us all
We feed algorithms
As grist for the mill
Hopes and your worries
Just functional
Enough to mourn your gifts
It is enough to hope that you knew peace
For all is to his mill as grist
Oh, my beloved whore
When the moment comes I shall be
Grist for the mill
Food for the worms
We all end up in the same sized hole
Churning, burning, a calorific gyre
The start and end of eternal downward
It’s grist to the mill that ground me yesterday
So I followed the voice of old boys on the bay
They sang for my pain and it stung for a while
But
Soused to my gills
Man, I never thought I'd chill
Keep a buck in my pocket
Man, that's grist to the mill
I'm a straight-edge
Fucker
Grew up in
To some god whose got some mill to grist (Ah)
Please end this confusion soon
I can't get out of my living room
All I see is doom and gloom
only when your skin takes on the brand. Grist inside the mill tastes like sugar in the pill. Too thin to take on and too loose to be held. When you only
another song to write
Shit keeping me up at night
Sometimes I just feel like grist for the mill
Sometimes you got to push
Yourself through all the BS
But
rivers flooding the scene
Grist for the mill creating tragedy
Never content and howling all the same
The bloated belly belches in the beast
Clung
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