Extra Life - The Body Is True lyrics
[Extra Life - The Body Is True lyrics]
Proper and thin as the letter 'I'
They coddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie, that was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Proper and thin as the letter 'I'
They coddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie, that was a lie
The body is true because it dies
Day 10, 975: 14 more hairs on my comb
I hit the gym: 14 sets of 10 repetitions
I called you up
I called you up: let's share
The doomed flesh I made
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because one day your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you on this numbered day
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because one day your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you on this numbered day
Called you called you
Called you called you
Called you on this numbered day
Share with me
Share with me the doomed flesh I made
Masterpiece! Masterpiece!
The fine physique of a slave share with me
Share with me the doomed flesh I made
Masterpiece! Masterpiece!
The fine physique of a slave
They coddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie, that was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Proper and thin as the letter 'I'
They coddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie, that was a lie
The body is true because it dies
Day 10, 975: 14 more hairs on my comb
I hit the gym: 14 sets of 10 repetitions
I called you up
I called you up: let's share
The doomed flesh I made
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because one day your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you on this numbered day
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because one day your beautiful body will die
Like mine, like mine
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you up
Called you up on this numbered day
Called you on this numbered day
Called you called you
Called you called you
Called you on this numbered day
Share with me
Share with me the doomed flesh I made
Masterpiece! Masterpiece!
The fine physique of a slave share with me
Share with me the doomed flesh I made
Masterpiece! Masterpiece!
The fine physique of a slave
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