.Back and forward, eyes on the prize
Powder burns and lies
Medusa on the strings
And though youâre fading fast
You thought youâd made it past
The guards and the dogs
Circuit lines and cogs
Machines that make you wings
Donât run on dirty oil
Youâre getting stale
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