.Waking up to an axe in my head
Bullets for breakfast, metal in my bed
Given rusted gears
That grind into fear>
Parts all are broken
Oiled with my tears
We're mortals waiting slowly to die
Cause the system is made
To wither us dry
Robots with
Cords rou.
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