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We were neurophobicAnd perfectThe day that we lost our soulsMaybe we weren't so humanIf they cry they will rustAnd i was a hand grenadeThat never stopped explodingYou were automatic andAs hollow as the "o" in godI am never gonna be the one for youI am never gonna save the world from youBut they'll never be good to youOr bad to youThey'll never be anythingAnything at allYou were my mechanical brideYou were phenobarbidollA manniqueen of depressionWith the face of a dead starAnd i was a hand grenadeThat never stopped explodingYou were automaticAnd as hollow as the "o" in godI am never gonna be the one for youI am never gonna save the world from youBut they'll never be good to youOr bad to youThey'll never be anythingAnything at allThis isn't me i'm not mechanicalI'm just a boyPlaying the suicide king
2006年01月07日 03点01分
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