Last

Machines Of Loving Grace

Composed by: Mike Fisher/Riendeau/Scott Benzel/Stuart Kupers
Jesus lifted his last restraint 
At the end of the century 
And I couldn't even begin to tell you 
What he saw in her anyway 
She threw her head back 
She threw her head back 
And that beauty spilled out across the high way 
Like a glittering trail of venom and diamonds 

Coming down off a mountain of pills 
Designed to keep him in ecstasy 
And I couldn't even begin to tell you 
What he saw in her anyway 
She threw her head back 
She threw her head back 
And that beauty spilled out across the highway 
Like a glittering daughter of Isadora Duncan 

This is the last fucking time 
This is the last time 

She's a slow harbor 
Looks at me as she comes 
Insect sounds in the field 
She's the breeze 
Takes away the fear in me 
Takes away the fear in me 

This is the last fucking time 
This is the last time
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