Keeping along the ways. Denizen of days. Love has left us incomplete. An automated play. Twist your mind to fit. This won't hurt a bit. Make your heart a number. A dial spell to break the slumber. Swallow all your fears. Feed them to the tears. All of us are makeshift gears. Disa**embled spares. Twist your mind to fit. This won't hurt a bit. Make your heart a number. A dial spell to break the slumber.