"Retiring" lyrics

"Retiring"

Another jog through hell
But why are you pacing?
We're not out of the woods
And if this lesson fails
Could I pack up and leave?
I wonder if I could

No, I cannot ignore, I cannot abort
No, I cannot afford to lose what I am owed

To my esteemed colleagues
Who smiled when they met me
And hoped that I would fail
Forget the kind words told
And the complementaries
All you fucks can go to hell

No, I cannot ignore, I cannot abort
No, I cannot afford to lose what I am owed

I guess I've known it all
But I could not refuse to go

I cannot ignore, I cannot abort
No, I cannot afford to lose what I am owed

Another jog through hell
And here we are pacing
We burnt down the fucking woods
I guess their lessons failed
With one target remaining
It's back to Hollywood


Writer(s): Nuno Pereira, Trevor Reilly, Nicholas Angelini, Christopher Levesque
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