letra de machine - oxenfree
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rote machine lifts my feet again
they trip on the line; they’re going to work
mild descent to west desires
mildew on the rind, you define me by worth
i say f-ck the man, i say f-ck the plan
i’m running in these flashlights, i’m saving my soul
i’m burning through these dye lines, i’ll never get old
vogue repeats shift upon the lens
projecting highs, a mind in reverse
rapt ascent with a baptist choir
lay hands to the sky, “god, tell me this works”
i say f-ck the man, i say f-ck the plan
i’m running in these flashlights, i’m saving my soul
i’m burning through these dye lines, i’ll never get old
is it a revolution if all i’m making is holes?
you tell me to admit that i’m losing control
why would i want to do that?
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