Of rags and bones rusty old wheels on a cobblestone street everything I own follows me round like a ghost that won’t leave me alone even sticks and stones can’t leave a mark on this spirit
Eel have you really grown when you come back bleeding from your love torn battles wish I could feel bad for you or sympathize after all I’ve been through I’m not as strong as I seem while your heart is beating I’ve got this broken machine those days have gone took so long just to pick myself up, and try to walk alone no more afraid to let the sun stare at my face see what you have done nuts, bolts and parts of dark days of broken dreams take so long to replace as for your falling apart at the seams wish I could feel bad for you or sympathize after all I’ve been through how come you’re not as you seem you’ve got your problems your self-esteem wish I could feel bad for you or feel anything after all I’ve been through I’m not as strong as I seem while your heart is beating I’ve got this broken
Machine