Good evening, members of the board
The task assigned to me was almost like a chore
I drew up plans and schemes to match
But in the end decided, I should start from scratch
I've got a bag of unused parts
Forgotten best laid plans and malformed, broken hearts
So fin'lly take to making men
For those that don't work out; recycle them again
Is this the makings of a man?
The piercing eyes, the snarl, clenched fists instead of hands
He once had violence for his game
Now man is only violent when he goes insane
Grim - In His Own Image Lyrics
Grim - In His Own Image Lyrics
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Good evening, members of the board
The task assigned to me was almost like a chore
I drew up plans and schemes to match
But in the end decided, I should start from scratch
I've got a bag of unused parts
Forgotten best laid plans and malformed, broken hearts
So fin'lly take to making men
For those that don't work out; recycle them again
Is this the makings of a man?
The piercing eyes, the snarl, clenched fists instead of hands
He once had violence for his game
Now man is only violent when he goes insane
The task assigned to me was almost like a chore
I drew up plans and schemes to match
But in the end decided, I should start from scratch
I've got a bag of unused parts
Forgotten best laid plans and malformed, broken hearts
So fin'lly take to making men
For those that don't work out; recycle them again
Is this the makings of a man?
The piercing eyes, the snarl, clenched fists instead of hands
He once had violence for his game
Now man is only violent when he goes insane
Writer: Laurence McDaid
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid