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- Crushing Limbs
running on the rocky cliffs
waiting for them to pull me down
i hear their footsteps loud and clearly
coming to draw me in as their own
coming to draw me in as their own
fighters, fingers, squished my ribs
squeezed the guts out and let it rip
- Machine
Maybe we will starve and dive
Away from here, away from here
Swinging crazily like a stock exchange
We will still have our feet, we will still have our eyes
Can't buy these buy these impulses from a machine
Nourishment is temporary