[Instrumental]
[Spoken]
"The curve is on fire and there's no driver on the wheel
And as soon as our money with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
We're are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death"
[Instrumental]
[Spoken]
"The curve is on fire and there's no driver on the wheel
And as soon as our money with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
We're are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death"
[Instrumental]
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