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| Written by a.drago / c.porcaro |
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forced to leave this shelter for an anxious sky as I decide to orchestrate this suicide all on my lone-some may doubt my sincerity i'm swept with unmotion take me back to the factory cuz i've come a long way to hear, you dont belong here either. a bad machine doesn’t play well with others runs with it's scissors a bad machine is a little dissi-distant and apparently, talks when it should listen. i've demanded letters of retraction for false accounts of my reactions i'm not as paranoid or crazy as the ones who try to play me. spend it if you got it brother, you need more. keep production humming. keep the money coming. spend it if you got it sister, you need more. procreate, consume. forced to leave this shelter for an anxious sky on the outside where their orchestrating suicides. all on my lone-some may lack my sincerity i'm swept with unmotion and they've closed down the factory.
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