Christopher Paul Stelling - Labor Against Waste Warm Enemy

Lyrics

- time don’t mean nothing if you waste it - good advice is gonna cost you, a little effort’s always free and me i’m only here to train my replacement, but for now i’m gonna make it all come home to me rather than setting off in pursuit of a warm enemy - it sure seems we got off on the wrong foot, you betting that your gift horse had a mouth full of rotten teeth - me i’ve never been much if not persistent, slow waltzing all my burdens on down to the sea resisting every urge of my warm enemy - well your packing up your bags, suitcase full of rags and your going - don’t even try to be discrete tell them there’s nothing you don’t know thats still worth knowing - but you can’t survive on bread alone yet can you baby, i said no - well it looks like we’ve come to an impasse, end game or a stale mate go on and take your pick - not as easy to see through sand as it is glass, but for that to ever happen we’re gonna need a little heat, so i’ll wait out a retreat from my warm enemy, then i’ll intercept the fleet of my warm enemy, not surrender but defeat for my sweet warm enemy -