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Living your life like you’re born in a tree, He doesn’t know how it feels, Under my thumb like a bone and a nail, She’s in the know, how’s it feel?
Live your life, under machine guns, Canary diamond mine, (?) Maybe I’m on a lever (x3)
Spoiling my broth like a radio kid, Programme computes to as mind Waving my luck, under your nose, Like I found a four-leaf clover.
Live your life under machine guns, Canary diamond mine Maybe I’m on a lever (x3)
So the mirrors face the wall, Don’t you feel a little weak? And I catch you when you fall, But you’re falling all the time Do you need it anymore? Do you need a little more?
Maybe I’m on a lever (x6)
Turn the mirrors face the wall, Don’t you feel a little weak? And I catch you when you fall, But you’re falling all the time Do you need it anymore? Do you need a little more?
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