This Machine's Running Out Songtext
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cheers to the past
gone at last
and try not to pretend
that it never ended
so don't make me love you again
fortunes and forecast
foretold a protest
drifted through artist
and in to the darkest
don't make me tell this again
gone at last
and try not to pretend
that it never ended
so don't make me love you again
fortunes and forecast
foretold a protest
drifted through artist
and in to the darkest
don't make me tell this again
distorted lights
of innocent nights
clouded by meanest
things that were seen
and i guess this machine's running out.
of innocent nights
clouded by meanest
things that were seen
and i guess this machine's running out.
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