Mikey Die - Seconds Well Spent lyrics

Play this organ

Like an object

Fashioned for success


Pieced together

And buried in your chest

Awake in working order

With a new found sense of will

The impulse to expose your

Growing need must wait until

Strangers standing

Face to face are

Curiously drawn

To the bitter end

Of what will surely dizzy them

And call upon

The nerve to avow

This occurrence with or without

Belief enough to bear

Flailing arms when they appear

Play this organ

Like an object

When the best brings

Means to forget

Seconds well spent

Wasting new skin