Steven Wilson - A Western Home | Текст песни

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• Steven Wilson
• A Western Home

With no eyes this skin is made of leather
I know we can make it work together
I need to think, I need to see reports
Here's a guide, I have to win the war now

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 sex 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