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Riding midnight rails on a self esteemed engine<br />Tapping hopelessly on plastic keys<br />A bottle of friendly next to me<br />And it never gets done, it never gets done<br /><br />The midnight oil tapped clear<br />Lobotomy in action<br />Hitting walls at the turn of my head<br />It's a quail's call echoing in the head<br /><br />The fingers move small emotion<br />Like ligaments strung out, taught like string<br />The fingers move small emotion<br />Like ligaments strung out, taught like string<br /><br />Limp like dead fish<br />Trying to find water to breathe<br />Overworn and confused<br /><br />Reaching in air for words I'd hoped to appear<br />Was put in the system last night, smelling up the skin<br />It's open like deep skies<br /><br />I need lift in my head, hours in a day<br />I want to hide behind the dresses of women I've never met<br />I need lift in my head, I need more hours in a day<br /><br />It works well this way<br />This machine like function<br />Eyes swollen half shut<br /><br />It works well this way<br />Looking into walls<br />Fishing for humans in a moat<br /><br />It never gets done<br />With this it never gets done<br /><br />It's open like deep skies<br />It's open like deep skies<br />Falling on pillars of demon gods<br />Falling on pillars of demon gods<br /><br />Sometimes the hand just falls on the book of god<br />Clenching your teeth hoping he'd finally give a nod<br />Save me, please<br />Save me, please

Letra nueva de la canción

Riding midnight rails on a self esteemed engine<br />Tapping hopelessly on plastic keys<br />A bottle of friendly next to me<br />And it never gets done, it never gets done<br /><br />The midnight oil tapped clear<br />Lobotomy in action<br />Hitting walls at the turn of my head<br />It's a quail's call echoing in the head<br /><br />The fingers move small emotion<br />Like ligaments strung out, taught like string<br />The fingers move small emotion<br />Like ligaments strung out, taught like string<br /><br />Limp like dead fish<br />Trying to find water to breathe<br />Overworn and confused<br /><br />Reaching in air for words I'd hoped to appear<br />Was put in the system last night, smelling up the skin<br />It's open like deep skies<br /><br />I need lift in my head, hours in a day<br />I want to hide behind the dresses of women I've never met<br />I need lift in my head, I need more hours in a day<br /><br />It works well this way<br />This machine like function<br />Eyes swollen half shut<br /><br />It works well this way<br />Looking into walls<br />Fishing for humans in a moat<br /><br />It never gets done<br />With this it never gets done<br /><br />It's open like deep skies<br />It's open like deep skies<br />Falling on pillars of demon gods<br />Falling on pillars of demon gods<br /><br />Sometimes the hand just falls on the book of god<br />Clenching your teeth hoping he'd finally give a nod<br />Save me, please<br />Save me, please