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My Heart in the Machine |
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My Heart in the Machine |
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First rock track completely finished in over a year and a half. One of a series of new tracks being made to to add to the current CD titled "My Heart in the Machine" - the first CD intended to be released under the bands label.
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leaches
until the blood vacates
a hand tight on my face
till i suffocate
satisfaction not guarenteed
wait while your heart's
installed in the machine
the attachment for safety
we do not advise
if you cannot get away
it might eat you alive
in fact emotions
we don't suggest at all
while the hopes dash your soul
against the memory wall
you must believe
that there's some kind of hope
you must believe
in some magic place
you must believe
all of those painting black
are only doing this because they enjoy
it like that
its not what you want to see
its not what you want to believe
but trust me when i tell you my friend
she put my heart into the machine
you'll fall in love some day
to learn that its not what they say
that heartbeat was just an idea
not something that you can feel
not something that's really real
the divorce rate is rising
they say the limits the sky
might as well love for hate
so you can set things right
at the begining
let us just pretend
so we can betray thoughts
that might be the means to an end
i like the failure
oh definitely the pain
or why the fuck would i be the same same same
its not what you want to see
its not what you want to believe
but trust me when i tell you my friend
she put my heart into the machine
you'll fall in love some day
to learn that its not what they say
that heartbeat was just an idea
not something that you can feel
not something that's really real
the adoration is silent
and its growing into god
before you can even grasp it
it will own everything you are
you will not run
you will not scream
you will not be afraid
because everything you know
it will invade
this now is mechanical
this now is cold
this now is metal
wires
and gears
turning
grinding
alone
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