Look at the fucking faces
Disgustingly stoic and always the same
The spokes in the wheel
The ghosts of routine
The fucking machines that have no names
Fall under the weight of the world
Like a thousand screams in one, suffering in unison
Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves
Look at the fucking faces
Disgustingly stoic and always the same
The spokes in the wheel
The ghosts of routine
The fucking machines that have no names
Fall under the weight of the world
Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves Look at the fucking faces Disgustingly stoic and always the same The spokes in the wheel The ghosts of routine The fucking machines that have no names Fall under the weight of the world Like a thousand screams in one, suffering in unison Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves Look at the fucking faces Disgustingly stoic and always the same The spokes in the wheel The ghosts of routine The fucking machines that have no names Fall under the weight of the world Explain Request ×
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