Paroles de Bow Down

Van Gogh lent me his ear Now the picture is clear I can finally hear Girls they grow like the weeds We're replaceable beings Just tell her what you told me Overindulge, hit the spot Take too much, take some more Let habits form, praise the Lord Give me more, don't get bored Bow down to the mass Fill in the gap Fill the hole in your head Bow down to the mass Fill in the gap Fill the hole in your head How insane would I be If you fed on me And I found sanctity Bless this body received If I say the right things Will you pretend to love me