Jon Foreman - Lord, Save Me From Myself lyrics

My mind is dull and faded From these years of buy and sell My eyes have seen the glory Of this hollow modern shell And s** is a grand production But I'm bored with that as well Ah, ah, Lord save me from myself Electric sun keep shining Ripen daughters of the chrome This world is where I breathe Let it never be called home Where the vultures make the money Is where our bodies fell Ah, ah, Lord save me from myself Where the vultures make the money Yeah, I'm bored with that as well Ah, ah, ah, Lord save me from myself