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Warm bodies, I sense
Are not machines that can only make money
Past, perfect, tense
Words for a feeling and all I've discovered
I'll be along son
With medidince supposed to, designed to
Make you high
I'll be along son
With words for a feeling and all I've discovered
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes
On lonliness comes
Go see the foreman, go see the profiteer
On lonliness drives
We're takin' our time movin' shit for
This holy slime
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes
Old, bad eyes, almighty fear
The sheperd won't leave me alone
He's in my face and i
The shepherd of my days
And I want you here by my heart
And my head, I can't start till I'm dead
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