Dead Frog Face - The Bad Company (Official Audio)

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  • Опубликовано: 17 янв 2025

Комментарии • 4

  • @jasmineargabright751
    @jasmineargabright751 3 дня назад +2

    Oo definitely a favorite!

  • @DarkR3surrecter
    @DarkR3surrecter 2 дня назад +1

    Great song.
    Would you consider uploading the lyrics in the description for the people who learned English as a second language?

    • @DeadFrogFaceOfficial
      @DeadFrogFaceOfficial  2 дня назад

      I have no clue how to do that to be honest, but I'll put them here for you.

    • @DeadFrogFaceOfficial
      @DeadFrogFaceOfficial  2 дня назад +1

      (Verse 1)
      It’s 7 AM, another day begins,
      I clock in my soul, let the suffering win.
      Fingers crack on keys, back screams from the chair,
      Eyes burn from the screen, but no one cares.
      The air is thick, smoke swirls through my chest,
      16 coffees in, my heart beats like a mess.
      No breakfast again, just pills down my throat,
      It’s the price I pay to keep this sinking boat afloat.
      (Chorus)
      The bad company, where dreams come to die,
      A hollowed-out shell with a suit and tie.
      Work ‘til you’re broken, then they throw you away,
      Another cog in the wheel, another wasted day.
      (Verse 2)
      Yelled at by suits with venom in their spit,
      Deadlines to meet, no time to quit.
      Commute two hours, just to sit and decay,
      Twelve-hour shifts, then back the same way.
      My knees buckle under, my chest feels tight,
      Cold sweats hit hard in the middle of the night.
      Black spots linger in the corner of my sight,
      Sleep-deprived but still gotta fight.
      (Chorus)
      The bad company, where souls turn black,
      No light ahead, there’s no turning back.
      Fall dead at your desk, they won’t even pause,
      Just dump your corpse, replace you with a cause.
      (Bridge)
      The fluorescent lights hum like my breaking mind,
      Voices of rage echo, they’re not even kind.
      Colleagues drop like flies, but no one speaks,
      The company wins, while humanity leaks.
      Heart pains creep in, my breath turns cold,
      Every day a battle, every second I’m sold.
      Dreams of collapse feel like sweet relief,
      But I can’t afford the luxury of grief.
      (Chorus)
      The bad company, where your blood pays the bill,
      They’ll crush your soul, break your will.
      You’re just a number, a piece of trash,
      When you’re burned out, they strike the match.
      (Outro)
      Another day, another scream inside,
      Another step closer to the day I die.
      No pension, no peace, no life to reclaim,
      Just a paycheck to suffer and swallow the shame.
      If hell has a name, it’s carved in stone,
      The bad company, where you die alone.