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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Pines
Will we live polite or travel legs?Legs that travel time, but believe I canMine that yellow gold where the horses rideNext I'll believe in the guillotineDon't carry all that weight upon youYou'll feel better soon, I know you willBusy soul feels heavy underthese electric machinesSwinging mighty hardSwinging mighty fastUnder coal trains that are deep with fillClouds forming eyes and the chorus ringsThe horses always ride so much faster, sonDon't carry all that weight upon youYou'll feel better soon, I know you willBusy soul feels heavy underthese electric machinesWill we break free or will we fail?With the coal that's alight at the fingertipsSuch a shiny, covert-run addictionThat smile gnashes swords and scissors that cutBellies that hold with the shoveling snowShiny red pains empty into new homesWill we break free or will we fail?With the coal that's alight at the fingertipsDon't carry all that weight upon youYou'll feel better soon, I know you willBusy soul feels heavy underthese electric machines
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