Toil Songtext
von Warship

Yeah, toil and stress
Scratch and obsess
The measure of man
Doesn′t make me who I am

Wanting more
Wanting more
Wondering
Why do we toil and stress
Scratch and obsess?
And hope for the best without rest
Wanting more
Wanting more
What we've been sold
For, to, and for


Music sparks the fire and it burns in me forever
Music sparks the fire and it burns in me forever
We get pushed apart, the rhythm pulls us back together
Music sparks the fire and it burns in me forever

Toil and stress
Scratch and obsess
The measure of man
Never made me who I am

Don′t get distracted when the movement needs emotion
Distressed and distracted when the movement needs emotion
We get no reaction if their eyes have not been opened
Distressed and distracted when the movement needs emotion, oh

Misguided young traders, they hide in lean chambers
And bicker about the decent
While the deadliest vapors keep misting the framework
Of honest, hardworking men
Then at the final hour, no one wants to die a sinner
They find that missing motive to repent and bleed and live in
Standing at the gates asking, "Did I deserve this?"
A lifetime on the ground and I never knew the purpose
Toil and stress