Rob Bernknopf - The Mad Machine lyrics

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Rob Bernknopf - The Mad Machine lyrics

[Intro] Melancholy, melancholy life Mouse will turn into man (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Running out of time He'll run as fast as he can Please spare the children Please don't take their lives [Pre-Verse] One man on the fringe of greatness Impeded by his own design He's disarmed from a broken promise He's disarmed (x2) [Verse 1] A little black cat ran in front of your car A little superstition always goes too far (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Running out of time Like a coward with no vertebrate I find this nearest exit and attempt to flee Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh [Refrain] Is it really victimless If I'm the one with blood on my hands? (k** the mad machine, mad machine) One too many murder dwellings Banished to the back of my head Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh [Chorus] Face me, I beg you, please (x2) You're almost seventeen (x2) It's not late for me (x2) To give up on my dreams My dreams (x2) will be waiting [Pre-Verse] One man on the fringe of greatness Impeded by his own design He's disarmed from a broken promise He's disarmed (x2) [Verse 2] Your insomnia is as fake as they come You're not a dark poet; You don't deserve to be loved (Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Running out of time Put your clothes back on And get your legs off mine I don't want to grow old And you're a waste of my time Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh [Refrain] Is it really victimless If I'm the one with blood on my hands? (k** the mad machine, mad machine) One too many murder dwellings Banished to the back of my head Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh [Chorus] Face me, I beg you, please (x2) You're almost seventeen (x2) It's not late for me (x2) To give up on my dreams My dreams (x2) will be waiting [Bridge] Love, it unfurls and creeps up on us (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead [x2]) k** the mad machine (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead) k** the mad machine we fed k** it dead [Outro] Face me, I beg you, please (x2) (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead [x2]) You're almost seventeen (x2) (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead [x2]) It's not late for me (x2) (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead [x2]) To give up on my dreams (k** the mad machine we fed. k** it dead [x2]) My dreams (x2) will be waiting k** the mad machine we fed