
(lyrics by pete loeffler)
(music by chevelle)
Watch me heap up what Ive sown
Im made of peanuts, not of shells
God spares a quality of himself
Uniquely designed but we cant help ourselves
So c why, I made the face that bugs you
I wont design conversation around you
I made the face that bugs you
Spyglass scans the field
Hold my hand, feel a chill in here
Tired of looking through you
Ive found myself can you find you
So c why Ive made the face that bugs you
I wont design
Spyglass scanned the field
Hold my hand, still feel a chill in here
Tired of looking through you
Ive found myself can you find you
So c why, did I make the face
And I wont design
I made the face
I wont design