Oh, Magic Cyclops

Centro-matic

Compositor: Não Disponível

The rearranged words and constant processions
Meandering thoughts and stolen professions.
They're calling for you, oh magic cyclops
They shine the machines - the ones that you love.
It's worry-free days and constant impressions
Mechanical smiles and friends all alike.

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