Deep in the river Flowing as fire in my chest So much that you can see Though this shell of a man that i detest
Make of me something That you can use If only to hint of passing time Erase my ego With a glimps of your image so devine
And mold my body in your hands For i am only clay Not harded yet I have no offering in me But the emptiness in me Do what you want with me Do what you want
Come to me like sleep And walk me across the great devine Between what the whole world sees And what i really feel inside
Make of me something you can use If only the shoes to hold you feet Breathe life into me Make whole what is now so imcomplete
And they're gonna get us baby
For i am only paint Wet to the touch I have no offering to bring But the song you hear me singing Do what you want with me Do what you want
Im only half a man And i dont deserve your hands Making me whole
Mold my body in your hands For i am only clay Not quite harded yet I have no offering to bring But the song you hear me singning
