Bleak
Bleak - The Weather Vane lyrics
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the boiler room is hot and dead get up, it's time to go to work again twelve hours, twelve long hours then some sleep, and back to work again i'm a machine, i'm a machine i must burn and feed the machine the boiler room is calling me late at night deep in my dreams everyday until i die i must burn and feed the machine
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