Trida - Down To The Bone

Routine hits hard, excitement is rare to find
Day barely starts, I'm hoping for the night
Tired goggled eyes staring at the white, mesmerized
Machinery of men, and a damn report

As I read the news, all that same bullshit
Breathing on fumes of others cigarettes
Head flat, brain dead
I need relaxation, won't you please girl
Release me from the shouting

Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get, gotta get down to the bone

Focused on the pile of the incoming tasks
Most of the time it goes on ticks and tacks
Do this, do that, I need a way out so won't you please girl
Retrieve me from the frenzy

Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get, gotta get down to the bone

On the way home, hitting traffic jams
The hole daily dues repeats in my dumb head
Resets, recasts, and this rolling dice keeps getting me ones
Just dope me high but set me free girl
And relieve me from the SHOUTING

Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
You gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
Uh, gotta get down to the bone
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
Yeah, yeah, gotta bend
Ohh Oh Oh Oh
Gotta get down to the bone baby
Ohh Oh Oh Oh