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The rain drops like shadow spots With no objects invisible touches Bench plastic is cold Sticky with sweat The bar is cold even through gloves Skyway gray over the white flow dark You better get your kids inside A storm is beginning I think it's true They're using you Yes I know that it's true They are using you Sky way gray over white flow dark You gotta get the kids inside because a storm is beginning We are insects from garrulous beginnings Small teeth spray venomous journeys like Sketch ell callow bourgeois bake sale For the lunatic remorse is a little man shorn of pride Yes I think its true They are using you Yes I know that its true They are using you Desktop Cadillac pusher fiend Openly immediate obscene Terror flags unfurled Showing his organs to the world Organs to the world Organs to the world Can you hear them pounding the nails? Can't you hear them pounding nails? It sounds like highway work It sounds like highway work Can't you hear them pounding nails? Yes I think its true They are using you Yes I know that its true They are using you How does it feel to be a puppet? How does it feel to be a puppet? I know how it feels to be a puppet I know how it feels to be a puppet I know how it feels to be a puppet I know how it feels to be a puppet
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