Building steam
by Abney Park
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I, I´ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
I saw the walls, called their bluff and took them down
When I think of all the time I´ve wasted
All the bitter pills I´ve tasted
I have to hang my head and frown
I, I´ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn´t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town´s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I´m lit!
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
I, I never looked back I want to never return
If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn
But I keep this horse at a run
Keep my hand to my gun
My path the vampires have learned
So I, I can never look back; I can never return
Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn´t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town´s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I´m lit!
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
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I saw the walls, called their bluff and took them down
When I think of all the time I´ve wasted
All the bitter pills I´ve tasted
I have to hang my head and frown
I, I´ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn´t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town´s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I´m lit!
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
I, I never looked back I want to never return
If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn
But I keep this horse at a run
Keep my hand to my gun
My path the vampires have learned
So I, I can never look back; I can never return
Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn´t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town´s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I´m lit!
I made my own machine
Yes, we´re building steam
I hate the same routine
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