More Surgery

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