Wrecking Ball by Born Low Lyrics

There's no miss with from hammer swinging down
Send a shiver through your spine
A witch hunt for the thrill seekers
I won’t go in peace, when it's not my time

Part of the bastard breed
Dirty hands reaching for the feed

Rise with the sun, race with the clock
And life corrodes before your eyes
And with my back against the wall
My mind feels like a wrecking ball

We take what isn't ours
But only steal what we deserve
You call it immoral
This is man left with his last nerve

Your life spent slipping away
Your bones bent in thе grip of it all
And with my back against the wall
My mind just feels like a wrecking ball