Upchuck - Reaper Lyrics

You wanna
You wanna
Kill that fickle soul
I hear ya
Ya callin
For what ya really need
A little
A tiny
Touch of my soul
Man I feel ya crawlin
Reap what you sow
As I wander closely
Ya soul
I feel it's
Reachin for a
Ya eyes
I feel em
They seekin for a
You wanna
You wanna
Kill that fickle soul
I hear ya
Ya callin
For what ya really need
A little
A tiny
Touch of my
Soul
Man I feel ya crawlin
Reap what you sow
As I wander closely
Ya mind
I hear it
It's yearnin for
Ya soul
I feel it's
Reachin for a
Ya eyes
I feel em
They seekin for a
You wanna
You wanna
Kill that fickle soul
Shake em
Shake em
There is a type of kind
I feel
Fell on a parted line
Distorted
Future like mind
You wanna live
To see the day man decides
He's distorted
Feeble design
His soul divides
Turning away from
Where he started
To think
The fun
The touch
The rush
The jump
The stretch
To reach
The ram
You feel
Tonight
The touch
The rush
The touch
The rush
To reach the ram
The touch
The rush
The reach the ram
You wanna
A taste of what
You missin
And I do live
Live for that
A taste of what's won
To think
The fun
The touch
The rush
The jump
The stretch
To reach the ram
You feel
Tonight
The touch
The rush
The jump
The stretch
The light
The ram