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Time Machine Hidden Pain

just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the

you speak The words come out like pinball machines You're clever with your metaphors, burn me with your wit I bet you think the pain you feel, is hidden

Cave and Grooving with a Pict [Distant banter] [l) Baby Lemonade] Please, Please Baby Lemonade [m) Welcome to the Machine] [Jim Roberti / Gary Wehrkamp:] Welcome my son, welcome to the machine

used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening

used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening

just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the

I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the

I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the

just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the