Working Through It - Yellowbirddd

Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! I spend my days on the road My nights dreaming of home It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I lift my head above for now Cards are stacked I'm getting out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Why do I do what I do? Oi! I see the night's closing in Can't quite think of where I've been It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I keep my smile And how I lie You can't see times running out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Why do I do what I do? Oi! Lost days Sleepless nights Where have I been Lost days Sleepless nights Wakey-wakey Lost days Sleepless nights Oi! I spend my days on the road My nights dreaming of home It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I lift my head above for now Cards are stacked I'm getting out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!

Oh how I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh this job, it's got the best of me Tell you why, tell you why Somebody above is in a desperate state Some kind of urgency, the kind that won't wait I say tomorrow, he say today And the man in my head well he tell me no way Keep working I got eight little fingers and only two thumbs Will you leave me in peace while I get the work done Can't you see I'm working Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go And my buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Yea, yea, oh tell 'em How I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh, this job it's got the best of me Tell you why Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go My buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it