Bread Lyrics

I rationalize my shaking feet and legs as a constant

rhythm flowing through my body, but that doesn't explain

my tight neck or oily pores on my back. My spine is

clearly pleading for release. No, it's definitely not

just a song. It's a beat and it's racing past your pad,

through your pad, at light speed, rendering everything in

its path obsolete. So cut the cord that strangles your

head, and feed me bread. Let me legs shake me to sleep

and don't wake me when I sweat on my sheets