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Dead Sons
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Junk Room
Send me a message on your satellite Operator, operate on me Collide into, on coming, metiorite Operator, Operator, please
I'm in junk room waiting For you to take your pill The phones are ringing constantly prescribe me what you will I don't care, give me what need Operator, operator please
Because i'm struggling to resist this mould That you keep forcing me to cross Your bridge is broken and your signs are facing straight towards the...
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Send me a message on your satellite Operator, give me some relief You keep on telling me you feel alright I'm finding that hard to belive
I'm on the steamboat coming to carry you away Your crutches have been snapped and thrown over the barricade I don't care, give me what need Operator, Operator, please
Because i'm strugling to resist this mould That you keep forcing me to cross Your bridge is broken and your signs are facing straight towards the...
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