Readymade

I've got a little bit of a pallor I want to get more It looks a little bit like it's fallen Outside your door I put my mind in your machine I'm already there I feel so blind, I look so clean Evening wear and tear I put my hands so far between The land and the air Ahh yeah I got a little bit overwhelmed there I want to get back I had a little hit in some room there During The Slow Crack I got a little bit of a name there Then it all went black The night got a little refrain therе I put my mind in your machine I'm already therе I feel so blind, I look so clean Evening wear and tear I put my hands so far between The land and the air Ahh yeah I got a little bit of a headache I want to escape Got a little bit of a heartache baby But it's just sour grapes I got a little bit of time left Before it all runs out I got a little drop of this wine left Before it all comes out Aww yeah I'm a readymade Just like those