I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights that assign where she sits.
We got machines but the kids got Jesus
Ought to move like we're off the name list
God can't hear you, they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you.
Morning sickness, XYZ
Teenage girls with, ESP
Gimme the sound, to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made.
Just give me a life, to plea
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made.
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