Текст песни Lord Save Me From Myself

My mind is dull and faded From these years of buy and sell My eyes has seen the glory Of this hollow modern shell Sex is a grand production But I'm bored with that as well Ahh-ahh-ahh Lord, save me from myself Electric sun keeps shining Ripen daughters in the chrome This world is where I breathe Let it never be called home Where the vultures make the money It's where our bodies fell Ahh-ahh-ahh Lord, save me from myself The vultures make the money But I'm bored with that as well Ahh-ahh-ahh