Everything Hurts from Good Trouble by Eliot Wilder

It greets me in the morning
Like a spider crawling down my spine
And it settles in to the small of my back
I yank myself up
With all the strength that I can muster
And I feel like I'm under attack

Everything hurts
Everything hurts
From my temple down to my toes
Everything hurts
Everything hurts
Watch my body decompose

This day is like every day
What I endure it ain't no fun
I grit my teeth and I grin and bear it
No one can feel this
Quite the way that I feel this
So there's nothing to which I can compare it

Everything hurts
It hurts like hell
And there's nothing I do can stop the pain
Everything hurts
It hurts like hell
Hurts so bad it makes me insane

I feel it in the evening
As I ready myself for bed
Ain't no respite for the weary
What did I do
To deserve this fate
Must've been wicked is my theory

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