Conan Troutman
Josh Homme
[Verse 1]
Feed my lung, flower seed
You are gone and now I'm free (I'm free, yeah)
Strip me down to nothing
Thought we would free the vulture (Make it fly)
[Verse 2]
Burning my brain and burning my teeth (Into the sun)
A hundred degrees and burning my need (Make it fly)
Live the love that I have for you
Taking your life from off you (Free)
