Station

Lyrics for Station

I can please myself I can please myself with the little things I surround myself with I can please myself with the little things that I seek out Seek out I can please myself with the things I seek out Seek out I can please myself with the things I seek out, surround myself I can please myself with the things I seek out, seek out Torn red Caradine Down with heaven Even-sanded Underrented Sheep and wool ray I'm no breakin' Preaching eases Sore important All converted He's an agent Even one I can't repeat it I can't repeat it I can't repeat it On the mouths of many Saving Jesus water Calm in the face of annihilation Cutting the wall it came in I ain't got any roles here I am the teller of the causage-age I get chased in both crosshairs I got my jaws in my carrion I covered my teeth in my severin' I got my seven by seven rules I covered my face in my gospel book And I had them all frozen in my blood There instead You've gotta make it thick No need of exposé Maybe we don't got to say it No fool hears what I said For read sit back stereo All years it was so plain I've been waiting to bring back this chain, ooh I ain't gotta exchange that wonder Who's the Kodak, I want sleeping Keena All the torn out the blown out achiever All the walls and the days as they tease of I'm born every day I'm all over that thing I'm all over that thing I'm all over that thing I'm all over that Even more, my chest more stabbed All I know is there is more blood More sleep at least achieved White roses, my God All I know it there is more blood White roses, my God White roses, my God White roses, my God White roses, my God White roses, my God