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Well Oiled Machine
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Through it all
did it ever really matter
chatting on
till the conversation scatters
pushing through
all the clatter of mad hatters
smiling on
and pretending that you’re flattered

what does it mean
behind the faded dream
well oiled machines
keep their fingers clean
none of your schemes
can stop the gasoline
to these machines
that keep their fingers clean

taken lots of chances
but too many turn to this
where the chances turn to failure
and losing turns to bliss
you ratchet the sarcasm
to a slow and steady drip
but the IV is infected
and they won’t take any lip
and you’ve become my savior
even though you’re barely there
you’ve made all your decisions
but there’s nobody to care
you’re as small when you started it
and smaller every day
you’ve opened doors to business
but there’s no one there to pay

what does it mean
behind the faded dream
well oiled machines
keep their fingers clean
none of your schemes
can stop the gasoline
to these machines
keep their fingers clean

   


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Bedroom Demo Version

available on:
Callbacks (rare tracks disc)
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previously released on:
Works in Progress LP

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