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| Max Q Max Q Ot-Ven-Rot This bruised brain can only take so much heat This mind has been used as a skittle in a dust bowl A wrecking of the soul-turned over and spewed out Carried away over junk left behind by all CHORUS: Till the cattle finally come home And all the worker's bodies pile up Like so many used cars (x2) This carriage of skin and bone is my home I'm in need of new tissue but I ain't gonna get it I use the leftovers the junk left behind by all That junk chucked away to be replaced By some new So bright and shiny golden silver That it shatters the sun So as God can see it And will not spit on their land That land was bought by the skin of their teeth Or the spine and spirit of those crushed below them In the world below where the junk ain't so bright And those who got it-build for those who got better Anything they want with their bones and skin (Repeat CHORUS x3) |
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