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Mechanical suicide it's the way of the future We slice and dice for a nominal price Too deep for any suture Drop a dime it's worth your time In pieces you'll find peace of mind The last to succumb Are the numb and blind In the twilight of mankind.
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Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Safe Bet
Mechanical suicide it's the way of the future We slice and dice for a nominal price Too deep for any suture Drop a dime it's worth your time In pieces you'll find peace of mind The last to succumb Are the numb and blind In the twilight of mankind.
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Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 2:53 PM UTC
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