Kenickie Lyrics
"How I Was Made"

When I was madeThe good Lord rubbed my faceTo give it
shapeHe formed a callousThats how my face was
madeOh sweet Change meTeach me to think
like they doTeach me to thinkLike youWhen I was madeThe
good Lord filled my veinsUp
with siltFrom the riverThat's how my blood runs
coldYou're sweetChange meTeach me
to think like they doTeach me to thinkLike YouWhen
I was madeThe good Lord strechedMy skin
across a frameLike canvasThat's how my sense is
numbHe says I'm sweetChange meChange my colourLeave
me greyThere are too many
moths around When I shine