These Arms Are Snakes - Diggers of ditches everywhere | Текст песни

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• Diggers of ditches everywhere

The mechanics of the machine are hard to desribe
in a word or a sentence, it takes a life time.
Trust me I ain't got one left to live
or give to explain the ways of how it works,
the gears the jerks,
the grinds the lines, the things that take time.
This is one of those things that take time.
Words couldn't make up a lie this big.
It was a machine.
A machine processing people through
like a assembly line crew would do.
Just pushing us through the fears and tears and years of our lives.
The pain the fits the things we miss we miss so so much.
Time and time again.
So would you if you could....
every single lie would you take it back,

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