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

These feed on the tears
Of broken and dying dreams
We're wrenches in the gears
Our lives will not be lived in

When is all said and done
We spent life on the run
by the company we keep
Our language inside
These lungs keep us alive
We breathe so

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

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

When this is all and done
We spent this on the run
Judged by the we keep
Our language inside
These that keep us alive
We so selfishly

We from the sky today
We melt into of clay
We sell everyday
Don't me how to live this way

Pushed so far to the
We teeter on the brink
You can me to the bloodbath
But you can't me drink

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