I The Throw Away by Matthew Good Band Lyrics

Made a man out of me
A killin' machine
Your baby's going to die, ma
Your baby's comin' home
You know they put a man on the moon
Simply to prove that we all need a place to go
Where we're not known
Where we're not

And to a lesser degree
I can recall breathin' easy
But the deficit rolls
Built up, I suppose
Pickin' up the pieces
Of another fucked-up reason
For sellin' off some freedom that was never free
Well, never absolutely
Never absolutely

Made a mess out of me
A killin' machine
Sometimes when I need them
If I look hard enough to see them
I can find my feet
As I push against gravity
In and out of havin' them been
Led by defeat
So one more time's all I need