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Mother master, some things must be Plastic master, this is for free You give off a dark Seems larger than life Violet eyes Plastic master, smoke drifts from a rose Timber empire, able to explode Cut open the box Out rushes the night Violet eyes Plastic baby, rope drifts through open holes Robot kingdom, fables will explode Cut open the box Out rushes the night Violet eyes
Writer(s): Curtis Mathew Kirkwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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