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• Artiste: Fen
• Titre: Pilot Plant
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Reassigned to work in shadow, To spend my nights looking up at machines. I’m taking notes at intervals and fixing lines And pacing on the mezzanine the speed of time. I want to go before I see my girlfriend The way that sucked the life from me A phone call stretched apart, They don’t do shit for me. In the mask, my breath is sour, The body knows that something isn’t right. The break lumoirs at 2 am are squinting bright The main door’s tall and sinister and with no light. I want to go before I see my girlfriend The way that sucked the life from me A phone call stretched apart, No, they don’t do shit for me. A cloud mounted over head is dripping such The sci-fi grin consider in is all my synthetic ambidextrous glove This could be my super power, To spin these clocks ahead. I ride in the up book, a flash of light, And spin these clocks ahead.