You don't know me so you won't pay me anymore
and you won't hire me to come and clean your floor
but let me take you down to the lake so we can get paid
one more time around

And your technology has a fade in its life expectancy
And only one thing could release you from your misery
Fight the waves of the slow production on a field day
Fight the waves of a slow production day

Until you're real
I fall into your arms of hatred and harm
Until you're safe
I fall into those places you've been running from so far

And you won't feed me angry pages anymore
From salted windows you will view me from no more
But let me turn you down
so the rest of us could hear
one more time around

And your technology has a fade in its life expectancy
And only one thing could release you from your misery
Fight the waves of the slow production on a field day
Fight the waves of a slow production day


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