Lambchop Weakened
[Verse 1]
When he fell sick
Things had gotten peculiar
[?]
Singing sounds in his head
He lay on his cot
Watch the barren cracks form the ceiling
Oh, drags of light
Were no comfort
[Chorus]
Oh, the weaker souls
The weaker souls
The weaker souls
Are ready
[Verse 2]
When he fell sick
Looked like a Buddha in a blanket
His eyes lifted to the window
Like he was waking from a dream
Signs that were [?]
Of a long fevered word
How doеs it feel?
How does it feel?
[Chorus]
Oh, the weakеr souls
The weaker souls
The weaker souls
Are ready
Oh, the weaker souls are thieving
The weaker souls
The weaker souls
Are ready
