Now out of hand is situation mine
Dmile, let the rubber wind carry this freely
There is a way to bring dead back again
But loose lips can sink a tight kiss



You're a soft machine
Rebooted and refitted with spare parts
Dance for me, rubber wind


We are fly
Bring back lifeless
We are drive
Shock back restless

Your mind is for eating, my dear, don't you dare forget that fact
I came back to finish up my taxes and to have a snack
Horror stories left out the details of godless ressurection
All i was has returned but the face

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