Bodypolitics - The Machine | Текст песни

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moon, take me somewhere
where there's no more space and time
where I get...
get easily lost

my machine,
it drives me where I don't wanna go
that kind of sad show full of frozen rules
where nobody talks
and it feels I'm stuck

it's a kind of disease that I cannot control
it's how we waste our time, how we kill our souls
everything feels too safe

help me moon,
come on, guide me
help me moon,
come on, turn it off,
'cause it never stops

the machine
drives me where I don't wanna go
that kind of sad show full of frozen rules
where nobody talks
and it feels I'm stuck

it's a kind of disease that I cannot control
it's how we waste our time, how we kill our souls
everything feels too safe
what a sad boring game

you should go out of your skin, tonight.

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