Saturday, December 1, 2007

00:16 MachineHead



yah, its in my brain...
yah, its in your brain...
wellcome, i salute you.
i bow and rise for you.

twisting axes of my life.
twisted blade of cuttin' knife.
look,a scar is on the wall
but no paint to cover all.

the circle ends today
go round and round away.
he's coming for my hopes.
unbind from all the ropes.

now this is the end
this is the end my friend
no more time
for you, the rules to bend.

the game is simple
you play and lose
and desolated stay,
you bomb whitout a fuse



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