Bread

I rationalise my shaking legs and feet

As a constant rhythm flowing through my head

But that doesn't explain my tight neck and oily pores on my back

My spine is clearly pleading for release

No, it's not just a song

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

It's a beat and it's racing past your pad, through your pad

At light speed, rendering everything in its path obsolete

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Feed me bread

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Feed me bread

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Cut the cord that strangles your head

Feed me bread

Let my legs shake me to sleep

Don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

Don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

Don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

And don't wake me

Don't wake me

Let my legs shake me to sleep

And don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

And don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

And don't wake me when I sweat out my sheets

Let my legs shake me to sleep

And don't wake me

Don't wake me