Sisyphus from Holy Hell by Foie Gras
Tracklist
| 3. | Sisyphus | 2:51 |
Lyrics
I'm sick, Betrayed
Lost touch, Lose Faith
No love, No shit
Can't breathe, Must quit
Yeah, I'm really high
I'm losing touch
I feel it in my bones
I'm losing blood
I feel it in my guts
I'm losing love
Your mouth, Your drugs
My mouth, No lust
A stone, So big
Can't move, Can't fit
Yeah, I'm really high
I'm losing touch
I feel it in my bones
I'm losing blood
I feel it in my guts
I'm losing love
Yeah I'm on the grind
Hail Sisyphus
I'm losing my own mind
Hail Sisyphus
Welcome man un-kind
Hail Sisyphus
Hail Sisyphus
Hail Sisyphus
Hail Sisyphus
Credits
License
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"Foie Gras is unabashedly loud and mystic, gentle and soft. Guitar driven, she lives at the intersections of secure drone and reimagined Americana, as if Brian Eno and Patsy Cline have committed themselves to an endless and passionate love affair. Wake up, this is where your daughters have wandered off to."