Lyrics

Theres something holding inside
A different point of view
I wouldn't have to choose
One type
Instead of feeling confined
Impartial to refuse
Wrung dry
Show the design of the way it should feel
Program the time to display the ideal
Narrow the walls of the aging machine
Keep in the box and don't break the routine
The end before the incline
The systems slip away
Downhill
Pretending to reapply
Positioning to stay
Stand still
I might lose sight to satisfy
Theres nothing quite like simplifying
Show the design of the way it should feel
Program the time to display the ideal
Narrow the walls of the aging machine
Keep in the box and don't break the routine
And all the time that I bought to try
Hollowing the eyes
And all the stones thrown to keep in line
Falling through the ice
Cold and left to dry
Narrow the walls of the aging machine
Keep in the box and don't break the routine
Show the design of the way it should feel
Written by: Robert Ramirez
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