Object Of The Source lyrics
by Vinyl Williams
Probably searching for me, yeah? / Man in the cloak, making gold out there / Are you stigmatized at the altar? / The headhunter / Count the words between us / The blessing of days with turbulence / And the magnetic field / Is it real again? / Are our eyes ready to see the conduit closing up? / Painted dreamers / Repent your belief / The object of the source / It's all turning around again / Who could ever stop me?