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Machine Head Spine

bitterness infested, juctice is molested govern my contested way as a child arrested, as a man detested happiness inside my pain you hate my life because

bitterness infested, juctice is molested govern my contested way as a child arrested, as a man detested happiness inside my pain you hate my life because

: bitterness infested, juctice is molested govern my contested way as a child arrested, as a man detested happiness inside my pain you hate my life

Redd] Candy jet flying wet, elevator sky screamer Late night Casanova, in a Rover or the Beamer Slanging in the intersection, squat out with a smile On the Nextel phone, my screens spin

to talking in codes, the phones bugged. (uh-huh!) This Ferrari, I get to the green. - Half man, half machine. Tu-tu-tu! - I'm on ya head with the beam

rokit ship goes and goes I look like a mess not dirty just fresh when ya spin my record evrybody will say it gets stuck in my head I'll rampage your

relation. Words hit much harder than bullets from a gun, a shovel to the skull, a stab in the spine. Be my valentine, you don't have to say much. This machine

I use chopsticks, Yes I do I use chopsticks to eat you Through your stomach and up your spine Through your skull, Your brains are mine Sluts get guts

Spinning, spiraling machine Tumble and toil at my command Imagination, be my eye Bring your vision to my hand Spinning, spiraling machine I've a prayer