Machines Of Loving Grace - Serpico Lyrics

Sick of the song
Sick of the soul
Sick of the band
And the lack of control

Sick of the sound
Sick of the friends

Something's gone wrong
I thought I heard the old man say
As the insides spilled out
Into the cold mountain air

And I never thought I would feel
I never thought I would feel this way
He'd been dying or dead for years
And this was just his way of saying