Songtext von Idle Eyes

Look at those tin limbs I need to wind you up Gonna get you moving oh so quick Faster, soldier, ten foot hut I know you like clockwork Hanging off the wall Which I'm about to vandalize Vandalize you all Yes I'm about to vandalise Vandalise you all Leave me as an idol This charmed life, charmed life of mine So this is me perfected Such a dirty scroll And I won't make no other mark On this here world Scribbled out some nonsense Got picked-up though the gap Made cocktailed conversation My cheeks are stinging from the slap