The fabric is coming apart at the seams
The gears are locking up in their well oiled machine
Sound the alarm something's gone wrong Sound the Alarm
The oil burns like fire in dry Weeds The heat
Welds its' parts in their decaying dream Sound the
Alarm Something's gone wrong and there's no chance
this Sickness will survive No chance this machine
can stay alive
The gears are locking up in their well oiled machine
Sound the alarm something's gone wrong Sound the Alarm
The oil burns like fire in dry Weeds The heat
Welds its' parts in their decaying dream Sound the
Alarm Something's gone wrong and there's no chance
this Sickness will survive No chance this machine
can stay alive
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