Sit down please. Sir, what is your woe?
My thousand year old wisdom will help you grow
The fantasy of the rewind
I can dissect a man of your kind
Please Doc I need help
My walls are covered in velvet
We can't get it right
Old man
Chopping at his block
Old soul
Sanding his work
Lost land
Hysteria in practice
Lost hand
Tumbling down the well
Tumbling down the well
Our troubled thoughts are drugged away
No need for our sanity
Let's now start over
Let's begin our lives
Go back to where we came from
Let's now start over
Let's begin our lives
Your voice is silent
Sit down sir and lend me your mind
I'll twist and tinker every circuit that's inside
This fantasy of your soul
You'll soon accept all I know
We can't get it right
Speed up your joy
We can't get it right
We can't get your right
Take me back to my past
Let's now start over
Let's begin our lives
Go back to where we came from
Let's now start over
Let's begin our lives
Your voice is silent
Take me back to my past
Take me back to my past
Take me back
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