7 Mary 3 First Time Believers Lyrics

First Time Believers Lyrics

I am a tiny machinist.

 I have the smallest plans.

 I have a mind television.

 The gift of idle hands.

 I've been re-educated.

 To bleed technology.

 Even more complicated than the machines who made me.

 I'm a wasteland messiah.

 I'm a train run off the track.

 I'm a first time believer in.

 What might never always does.

 Come back...

 There was a blackhole voice.

 An interrupted transmission.

 It said to free yourself.

 And that fear is your submission.

 I have the tiny tools.

 To finish what I start.

 I have the vacuum tubes to eat your little hearts.

 I'm a wasteland messiah.

 I'm a train run off the track.

 I'm a first time believer in.

 What might never always does come back.

 I'm a ghost with a name.

 I'm the now and never past.

 I'm a first time believer in what might never always does.

 Come back.

 Yes, I want you.

 Yes, I want your mind.

 Blow it every time.

 They say it's darker when a little light goes out than if it never had
shone.

 Of this I have no doubt.

 I drove the 44.

 To sun coming up sky.

 And when I saw their cars,

 I just smiled in my surprise.

 Little wasteland messiahs.

 Little trains run off the track.

 Little first time believers in.

 What might never always does.

 Come.

 Little ghosts with a name.

 Little now and never past.

 Little first time believers in.

 What might never always does.

 Come back.