Conan Troutman Songtext / Lyric

Feed my lung, flower seed
You are gone and now I'm free (I'm free - yeah)
Strip me down to nothing
Thought we would free the vulture (make it fly)

Burning my brain and burning my teeth (in the sun)
A hundred degrees and burning my need (make it fly)
Live the love that I have for you
Taking your life from off you (free)