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Lyrics:
Some wounds never heal They just bleed a little slower It's never over
And if you make it home Death white skin and bones Can you face the thought Of another night alone?
Oh me, oh my Flying saucers stopping by It all comes flooding back When I sit at the automat
How, how can you know What the void holds for you And will you make it through All alone
Oh me, oh my Flying saucers stopping by It all comes flooding back When I sit at the automat
No answers in your cup No solace in your chains Oh believe me Here they come again
Oh me, oh my Flying Saucers stopping by It all comes flooding back When I sit at the automat
Automat Automat Automat
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