Letra de Weaving The Values - Of Machines

Everyone clears from the room,
But I seem to maintain posture.
Is this a street sign ahead of me,
Or a road to show the way?
Cause I've learned to live with failure,
And it painted such a picture,
That I can not speak at all.
And may you find someone who compels you.
And with these hands I can not repel you.

This is such an amazing sight to see you again.
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That white picket face,
Yeah, I've seen what lies you hid.
I know what is kept at bay.
May you find someone who compels you.

How can I find what's inside you?
(Nothing will ever change).

Tonight, oh god...