Lyrics Machete Bob - Wavves
Waste
of
breath
Standing
naked
in
the
mirror
Take
what's
left
Another
drink
and
you'll
see
clearer
A
rat
with
claws
Wrapped
in
flaws
Son
of
God
Soaked
in
blood
Just
for
fun
Where
we
bathe—
Bits
of
porcelain
Lump
of
sugar
Go
away
Machete
Bob
thinks
he's
the
butcher
A
rat
with
claws
Wrapped
in
flaws
Son
of
God
Soaked
in
blood
Just
for
fun
Only
for
breeding
She
sits
there,
she's
seething
An
issue
with
joy
But
just
for
the
evening
A
rat
with
claws
Wrapped
in
flaws
Son
of
God
Soaked
in
blood
Just
for
fun
Only
for
breeding
She
sits
there,
she's
seething
An
issue
with
joy
But
just
for
the
evening
1 Holding Onto Shadows
2 Way Down
3 Body Sane
4 Spun
5 Lucky Stars
6 New Creatures
7 Goner
8 Gillette Bayonet
9 So Long
10 Busy Sleeping
11 In Good Time
12 Big Nothing
13 Machete Bob
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