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lyrics
When you unwrap the defective toys
Do you arrive at the same old exit I admit I've yet to unlearn?
It's not a nice dream or pretty noise
If I could sing I would sound something like "Ironmen"
An incision not perfect but, holy shit, did it cut like the angriest joke
When it's wheels spin around you can only sit and let it hit you
And you taste it so much you could choke
Crying machine shakes the moon
Of the pink balloons
That I once sold you
And now they own you
Ask me if I've had enough
Of the tuneless stuff
That hangs from your lips
And owes us some regional hits
And counting backwards from suicide
She keeps a trunk filled with human hides
And all I wanted was paradise
For a while