Letras:
Showbread Age Of Reptiles

My bones don't click in place When I sit on the machine Not as of late do I integrate Scarcely say what I mean This thing was built with one of my ribs

I want to throw up, but for now I hold back I can?t express just how I?m feeling, it's true You want to grow up, but there?s a problem with that There

Good God, where does it end? You have been waiting in line To have a phone chord or a cable fed right down your throat Don't struggle or it will bend

I?m gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed I?m better suited being typical I keep choking

This letter won?t make it to you in time Introverted by your distance from me and by mine But for chameleons who sift through the trees Are garnering

I walk the world on insect legs beneath an unforgiving sun Eat the dirt throughout my days On the dirt and dirt I come undone Messiah born in Bethlehem

I?m gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed I?m better suited being typical I keep

I was looking for you when I first heard the sirens The ambulances filled the streets The masses screamed and called for help You were no where next

Dance with me baby, let me hear your voice Oh if I didn't wanna fall for you I never had a choice Smear the makeup on my face run your fingers through