I memorise the basics Making strange faces Tread slowly for i know There's a thousand miles to go Without blinking Gravitate spacewards find a home for the head from my basement No darkness ever left This is the night this is the sound here comes the warm machine Such a warm machine Feeling warm Some days are playful Making play faces But we will not let it through The darkness and the sense Of being born to lose
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This is the night this is the sound here comes the warm machine Such a war machine This is the life This is the ground Here comes the warm machine Such a war machine If we never know we can only feel I'll take the help i'll take a slice Warm alright now cos i feel alright I memorise the basics This is the night this is the sound here comes the warm machine Such a warm machine Such a war machine Such a war machine
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