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Текст песни machines of loving grace - Terminal City

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Divine the killingSublime terrorist, gentle gnasherWe are alone, we are wired togetherUptight in Terminal CityFucked up in Terminal CityA Terminal CityWhen I lower my starePure creature of electric airBecoming totally imparedIt`s like sex without motionFellow sleepers of the common dreamThe one injected by the ancient screenFucked up in Terminal CityUptight in Terminal CityTerminal CityRecrush, toothbrushShe wore a feline flower faceHe wanted to consume her, knew it was impossibleThe paper girls always drive into this placeUptight in Terminal CityWired...When I turn onWhen I tune inWill I drop outWill I drop outYou awaken from the fairyland dreamYour eyes have focused on the fan on the ceilingYou realise your a part of the machineJust a part of the machineUptight in Terminal CityFucked up in Terminal CityA tired Terminal CityUptight and terminal

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