The Fall Lyrics & Chords By Erotic Jesus

Gonna find me a place I can be heard
I'm to demanding and to cold I'm told
Brainwash me and I might pray
Patronize me and you're dead
No need to worry when the mind don't work
Keep your mouth shut 'cause I know who you are
The sound of a wheeping dog
The cry of a new born child
I'm heading for the fall
Who tells me where to go