TR-i - Word Made Flesh 1.0 lyrics

rate me

Suck my breast, I'm the word made flesh

Ain't no rest for the word made flesh

My lips are moving but I hear no sound

It's that same old noise, it's in sensurround

Tune yourself up and count yourself down

Word made flesh, word made flesh

Lord help me rise to this occasion

Word made, word made flesh

I've been toiling so hard in the vineyard

Pay your debts to the word made flesh

East meets west in the word made flesh

I see you talking, but I still can't hear

Like a box of glass blocking off my ears

Turn off the charm and prey on your fears

Brainless pests for the word made flesh

Wall Street desks curse the word made flesh