Keep it down to the one more species
One more high and I'll free my savage
Someday I [bad word] my way to something
It's not hard to believe my service [bad word] inside of her inner circles
Someday I walk behind away it's over

She seems to read minds
And I'm deaf dumb and blind
Weigh a frame i use
She's the same
Old Age 

Some are killed and some are wanting
Some were kind and I feigned my savage
Someday I won't find my way it's over
It's not carry release my servants
Wipe my eyes and awake my servants
Someday I allow my way to something

She seems to read minds
when I'm deaf dumb and blind
Face to face in the mirror
We surfeit
Old Age 

It's such a fantasy
You're all weak [bad word] on higher and obey
Cause see.. mmm

One more hour and I face my service [bad word] down to relieve my servants
Someday I will allow my way to nothing
Something terrible thing my service
One more high and I won't be serious
Someday I will find my way to sunday 

She seems to read minds
when I'm dead dumb and blind
Weigh the frame I use
Jesus Saves

Old Age
Jesus Saves
Old Age