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• Artiste: Machinist
• Titre: Sirens
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Lazy days, under covers is a change of pace From Saturdays strung together by a winter haze Sometimes I get to settled until I start to come around I might even scream at stupid in the mirror Well I for one get nothing done with out some helping out From chemicals my mother said to fear And then it happened, like I imagined I found myself sick and tired of waiting on you In mid October, the world turned over I found myself sick and tired of waiting on you Can you help me out of this down slide? Can you pull me out from the inside? But that's okay; I've got the weekend and I'll work on Sunday So stay awake; these little capsules pack a punch oh i'll say Its times like these I knock the door down to make a point I'm scared to death if anybody sees I've come so far from where I was, so don't act so annoyed I slip into another time release And then it happened, like I imagined I found myself sick and tired of waiting on you In mid October, the world turned over I found myself sick and tired of waiting on you Can you help me out of this down slide? Can you pull me out from the inside? So here I go now; enjoy the show now I find myself sick and tired of dealing with you The worlds turned over and I'm not sober I ask myself, what the hell am I gonna do? And in the morning you'll hear the warning My sirens are sick and tired of sounding for you This won't be over until I'm sober I ask myself, what the hell am I gonna do?