The Art of Killing a Copy Machine by Training for Utopia


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The Art of Killing a Copy Machine
by Training for Utopia

Album: Throwing a Wrench Into the American Music Machine


You could never do this
Remember who this is to you
I was there when you held the notepad
When you committed it all to memory
Only to reproduce at a fraction of the heart
Stop singing my songs
Stop cheapening my words
You haven't raised a naive foot from your cage
Your lack of everything speaks volumes in no words
And now you point every finger at me
That i haven't done my job
You're working overtime with no results
So now i am pointing the fingers
You could never do this
You bite the hand that feeds you
We built before everyone wanted a piece
You could never do this
Never


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