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Going through... changes
The world is full of zombies
they eat at our brains
Make us feel so blue
Please don't leave me here
I have post apocalyptic blues
Would you like to dance?
It might be easier if I hadn't lost my foot
It's somewhere in the jaws of a gator
I lost it down by the bayou
I'm full of parts that aren't my own
Full of grinding gears
Could you wind me up?
I'll give you the key
If you prove worthy
Hear the tick tick tick
I'm trying to keep my composure
Am I human?
Am I woman?
May we ever know?
tick tick tick
The grinding gears
Hold me in your warm embrace
I wish I knew how to feel
Hold me in your warm embrace
Take me in your arms
And slap me
they eat at our brains
Make us feel so blue
Please don't leave me here
I have post apocalyptic blues
Would you like to dance?
It might be easier if I hadn't lost my foot
It's somewhere in the jaws of a gator
I lost it down by the bayou
I'm full of parts that aren't my own
Full of grinding gears
Could you wind me up?
I'll give you the key
If you prove worthy
Hear the tick tick tick
I'm trying to keep my composure
Am I human?
Am I woman?
May we ever know?
tick tick tick
The grinding gears
Hold me in your warm embrace
I wish I knew how to feel
Hold me in your warm embrace
Take me in your arms
And slap me
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