Lyrics Jon Foreman – Lord, Save Me From Myself
Text:
My mind is dull and faded
From these years of buy and sell
My eyes have seen the glory
Of this hollow modern shell
And sex is a grand production
But I’m bored with that as well
Ah, ah, Lord save me from myself
Electric sun keep shining
Ripen daughters of the chrome
This world is where I breathe
Let it never be called home
Where the vultures make the money
Is where our bodies fell
Ah, ah, Lord save me from myself
Where the vultures make the money
Yeah, I’m bored with that as well
Ah, ah, ah, Lord save me from myself
