Gasoline

Did I hurt you. All wash of waters broken.My fabulous machine to suck. So close your eyes, I'll cut you inside. And tell me did I hurt you. Hurt you. Your machine will die. And tell me what I've wasited, tell me. Gasoline is in my head. I'm turning on. And tell me if it kills you. Quietly the world is waiting. Bringing on it's own arival. Something trys to burn you inside. And tell me what I've taken, taken. My machine has died. And tell me what I've waisted, tell me. And gasoline is in my head. I'm turnig on. These hands have broken. Hard pressed on everyone. My words can't open you alone, you alone. Gasoline is in my head. I'm turning on. I'm turning home.

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