He told me I should take it in,
Listen to every word he's speaking,
The
wires getting older I can hear the way they're
creaking,
As they're holding him,
Well,
I could see it in his jaw,
That all he ever wanted was a job,
He
tells me to be, raw,
Admits to every little flaw,
That
never let him sit upon the top,
Won't tell me to stop,
Thinks
that I should be a little cautious.
Well, I can tell the wires pulled
Wires (I'm Sorry...)
