Warm bodies I sense
Are not machines that can only make money
Past perfect tense
Words for a feeling in 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 in all I've discovered
Old bad eyes
Old bad eyes
Old bad eyes
All loneliness comes
Go see the foreman go see the profiteer
All loneliness drives
We're takin' our time movin' shit for
This holy slime
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes, almighty fear
Are not machines that can only make money
Past perfect tense
Words for a feeling in 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 in all I've discovered
Old bad eyes
Old bad eyes
Old bad eyes
All loneliness comes
Go see the foreman go see the profiteer
All loneliness drives
We're takin' our time movin' shit for
This holy slime
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes, almighty fear
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