My Sister's Machine

Vultures on the skyline Vultures in the air I thought they wanted my eyesight The truth is, they don't care They don't care, no, no They don't care, yeah They don't care I see the world in front of me Angry at what I find A whole world flock of mocki

Here I sit and I count the hours The days turn into a stream These empty walls are filled with the power Of things that aren't what they seem The home fires are burning tonight on The memories left laying out here on the ground The home fires are bur

Oh, I've been tied to a tree, and I can't break free I've been tied, and I don't know why I can't see I've been sucking the air that no one can breathe Can't you see, yeah, we're living in disposable waste? I know sixteen ways to go to the end of the

Sweet smile of thunder, sweet crying rain It's coming after me, that sweet smile of pain I can fight it, but it feels so good I'll bleed freely as I slip away I slip away I slip away, yeah I slip away, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Standing naked and my bac

I'm not the one that you're after It's blood you want; I can see it in your eyes I think this is the answer It's blood you want; come on, you've had mine, now let go of me If love cut grooves in the mountains Then love sinks in what I see 'Cause tomo

Oh, muddy, mine Mind lock insecurity Oh, play me, fine Break out, won't you cover me Save me from this hateful state of mind I was so beautiful, I was one of a kind, oh This is fear Look at what it's done to me This is fear This is fear Look at what

God, please, why was I born to this world? Was it something I did? Should I do something to repent an old sin My mind is simply swimming in this It's high time for walking away Me, I try to keep me to myself I take it day by day But I keep on thinkin

Don't go away, yeah Feel the waste It's cutting clean and building up Ugly faces Are turning blue and running out of luck Leaders lie and people die Many are lost on broken land Broken arms and bloody hands Many dead on broken land Don't go away Love

Ask man for a sacrifice He'll give excuses Look deep in his callous vices It's what he's made of It's me I'm his greed Look not to the face we're given It's hidden deeper Look in at the truth that's spoken It's what we're made of It's me, me, me This