The Boiler Room
Lycia
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The Boiler Room
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
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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COLD BLACK ROOM
cold, black room is my demise
turn your back to my demise
cold, black room is my demise
close your eyes to my demise
cold, black room is my demise
slip away from my demise
cold, black room is my demise
my heart fades in my demise
cold, black room is my demise