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The Suicide Machines Hands Tied

I've got my hands tied behind my back, You know doing what I wanna do has become so hard. As time goes by, I've less and less time to do what I wanna

Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in glass with an ion beam for longevity For more then 10 centuries, impressions and memories the first time the machine

galloped off whistling "Ohio." The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention. Who would they die for? Is it the same machine that