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Consider yourself Like a dumb machine With a razor heart And a leather spleen Do you consider yourself On the silver screen? In the daily news? In a magazine? Consider yourself Like a drum machine You keep in perfect time But you barely see Consider yourself In an all-out war Where there are no rules And you can't do no wrong Not for nothing When you sleep this off How are you gonna feel? Better than you thought you would It's real Convince yourself It's a long wet dream Where you always come But you can never leave Embrace yourself You can make believe This is the greatest place That you've ever seen Not for nothing You sleep this off How are you gonna feel? It's only night and day Nowhere I'm running out I'm afraid The silver tong??? Ah This is still This is the deadline! Two pills twice a day! Is all thats wrong?
Writer(s): Conner Molander, Devon Portielje, Dylan Phillips, Isaac Nathan Symonds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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