ContraptionSoul Desert Lyrics

Contraption every night
Paint out the lights
It stops all the feel ups
That go under the tables

Is that what they say?

And I am destination
The jewel of a song
A well cut appetite
A spread that has been wasted

That's all they say

So, pull your nets right in
Find a couch or table
And recreate the zero,
You suspect you are

Yup, that's what they say