A Western Home Lyrics

With no eyes
this gain is made of leather
I know we
can make it work together
I need to think
I need to see reporters
Here's a guy
And how to read the warnings

Looking up the holes in killing time

A western home
here amongst the rubble
is what you get
for all your fuss and trouble
Kneel and disconnecting till your fate

With no eyes I could see you
With no ears I could hear you

A change of s**
to make me feel much better
A shallow grave
the gain made of leather
Looking up the holes in killing time

A western home
here amongst the rubble
is what you get
for all your fuss and trouble

With no hands I can touch you
With no mouth I can taste you

With no drug I can cure you
with no heart I can kill you