The Axe

Goddamn machinery
 Why don't you speak to me?
 One day I am gonna take an axe to you
 The pitter patter
 What does it matter?
 And where's that love
 You promised me?
 I'm pierced by long nails
 By coloured windmills
 Your soft sustaining
 Envelope
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 I thought we had a deal
 I thought we had a deal
 I thought we had a deal
 I thought we had a deal
 I thought we had a deal
 I thought we had a deal
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 You bastards speak to me
 Have you no pity?
 Give me a goddamned good reason
 Not to jack it all in
 You wooden soldiers
 I'm daring you to turn yourselves on
 I thought we had a deal
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 (Could've loved me)
 (I've had my fill)
 (I've had my fill of hurt)
 (Had had my fill of hurt)
 (I've had my fill of hurt)
 (Had had my fill of hurt)
 (I've had my fill of hurt)
 (I've had my fill of hurt)