warm bodies I sense
are not machines that can only make money
past perfect tense
words for a feeling and all I`ve discovered
I`ll be along son
with medicine supposed to designed to
make you high
I`ll be along son
with words for a feeling and all I`ve discovered
old bad eyes
old bad eyes
old bad eyes
on loneliness comes
go see the foreman go see the profiteer
on loneliness drives
we`re takin` our time movin` shit for
this holy slime
old, bad eyes
old, bad eyes
old, bad eyes, almighty fear
the shepherd won`t leave me alone
he`s in my face and I
the shepherd of my days
and I want you here by my heart
and my head, I can`t start till I`m dead
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