The Grinder

Sitting there
All alone
Sits and eats flesh
From the bone
Old memories
That are gone

In a barn
Chase knife
Tired and bloody
Thinking
And wishing

Too much to do
So little time

Sleeping days
Holy nights
Lonely grinder's life
One night
Gonna get me a wife

Too much to do
So little time

Sitting there
All alone
Sits and eats flesh
From the bone

Old memories
That are gone

Too much to do
So little time