Tex La Homa Robot Arms Devoid Of Feeling
The date counts down to zero when you cameNow it's
counting up again
How sad and shit of me is this
It's time to leave the hermitage
And look to the outside again
My soul's as hard and fast and as loving you as anything
My soul's as bright and sharp and as loving you as
anything
I can't reveal the cheating
You would never believe in a good man again
And your faith is too precious to waste on a man like him
He dreamed of loving but his heart was gone
They left him mutilated
