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Building the Machine

from Garden Variations by Cory Fay

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I know I'm building a terrible machine
anything to break my daily miserable routine
I wave a crooked wand and I forget
How bad I always let things get

The devil makes the world
how it is
god damn I'm innocent
I never hurt another soul
but I tried to sell my own to myself

And how the hell do you learn to dance without the help of anybody else?

And all the things you think you need to do
eat up the things you think that you'll get to
And all your friends and all your loaded guns
are just as broken in the rain and mud

The devil's not alive
anymore
they found his body in a liquor store
there was a note in his coat that read
"I didn't really mean it"

How much you hate to wait and how you just wish that you could make a decision

He knows that every moment is brand new
you're never truly trapped no matter what you do
it's never too late to start over again
you don't have to see every mistake out to the bitter end

and he can't turn off the machine

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from Garden Variations, released September 16, 2017

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