More Surgery - Matthew Dear

I’m a gross machine

When I feel a plane

I’m in love with ghosts

When I feel alone

These tired old eyes

Can masquerade

It’s a gross mistake

I’m a toothless man

This local sedative

Makes total body slow

Alter genetics

To make my body glow

I’m not too critical

That’s just the way to grow

I need more surgery

There’s so much more to know