Always days become fucking days when machine takes you inside
The train of bad thoughts, madness and interest
Riding you to fields of money, treating people like circus monkeys
Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside
Trying to change hearts to golden stones that die inside
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But we are here, dancing on the waves
Looking for an escape out of that stupid name
They put on us when our minds were pure
They taught us to look at anybody else like a step in a long upstairs
Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside
Trying to change hearts to golden stones that die inside
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God, help me
Trying to change hearts to golden stones that shine outside, ah-ah-ah