| Lyrics |
The things that scare me most
Are the things that i know least about
Like love and death and being alone
And some things i don't talk about
Baby says to me to be as happy as can be
She needs "[a] little help from her friends"
And she says "oh yes, but i still love you"
And that's all very well, but
Where does it all end?
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
Should i leave this burning ship
Or should i stand on the deck 'til the end?
Oh i can choose it either way i will lose
But at least on that i can depend
So how can i care for you
When you won't even care for yourself?
All i need is just some little way out
That's not so bad for my health
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
Cut and dried
I wanna be like a machine inside
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