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Are we so alone, so distant, so
As we think to be?
These are our lives, but did ever even matter?
Are we remembering?

machines feed on the tears
Of broken and dying dreams
throwing wrenches in the gears
Our lives not be lived in vain

When this is all said and
We this life on the run
Judged by the company we
Our language buried
lungs that keep us alive
We so selfishly

Promises we to break are made in whispered voices
our despair knows many names
We make mistakes but we apologize roses
We never stopped to on the way

These machines on the tears
Of lives and dying dreams
We're throwing in the gears
Our lives will not be in vain

When this is all and done
We spent this on the run
Judged by the company we
Our buried inside
These lungs keep us alive
We breathe so

We fell from the sky
We melt into of clay
We sell ourselves
Don't tell me how to live way

so far to the edge
We teeter just on the
You can lead me to the
But you can't me drink

As these machines on the tears
Of lives and dying dreams
We're throwing wrenches in the
Our lives will not be lived in
Our will not be lived in vain