"Worker" lyrics

"Worker"

Worker don't, worker go, worker don't, worker go
Worker don't, worker go, worker don't, worker go

I know you're riding this train just to feel the ultimate high
(Too high, too thing)
Burning like a furnace till the final day that you die
(I die, you die)

Ah, don't cry just keep your light on
Your secret fire won't die, why why

Working days and blinding nights you drink them down, you feel alright
Cracking like a hammer till your body gives up on the fight

Ah, don't cry just keep your light on
Your secret fire won't die, why why
Ah, don't cry just keep your light on
Your secret fire won't die, why why

Don't burn your fire out
Your fire is your friend
The secret fire is your friend
Don't burn your fire out
Your fire is your friend
The secret fire is your friend
Don't burn your fire out
Your fire is your friend
The secret fire is your friend


Writer(s): Ian Hersey, Adam Dotson, Annakalmia Clark Traver, Alexander Flynn Toth
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