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Into the Gun

by Obsolete Machines

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This is a cautionary tale about getting too caught up in the daily grind.

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Constantly try to believe in the system.
What are you thinking? Your eyes haven't blinked and your stomach is sinking.
You fall for the lie then you give it a good try.
You follow the leader. You're covered in bruises, not much of a bleeder.

How much you run,
How much you run,
Then you wait til you have a chance to destroy everyone.
It's much like a punch to the chest.
You hardly believe you're the best.
But you play along til it's your turn then you lean into the gun.

Never will learn til you crash until you burn.
You push the red button. You live like a glutton. Forget why you feel bad.
Wait for your turn.
This is none of your concern.
You finish your job then you work for the mob and you wonder why you burn.

How much you run,
How much you run,
Then you wait til you have a chance to destroy everyone.
It's much like a punch to the chest.
You hardly believe you're the best.
But you play along til it's your turn then you lean into the gun.

How did you never know?
Did you think they would let you go.
Throwing you down to the ground.
You're alone.
Put you against the wall.
Hoping you'd take the fall.
Oh you will never be found.
You're alone.

Sit in your head with the tired and the dead.
Spitting up blood as you fall in the mud of your tired existence.
What can be said of the life that you have led.
Lost and confused. You are broken and bruised, and you never resisted.

How much you run,
How much you run,
Then you wait til you have a chance to destroy everyone.
It's much like a punch to the chest.
You hardly believe you're the best.
But you play along til it's your turn then you lean into the gun.

How did you never know?
Did you think they would let you go.
Throwing you down to the ground.
You're alone.
Put you against the wall.
Hoping you'd take the fall.
Oh you will never be found.
You're alone.

How did you never know?
Did you think they would let you go.
Throwing you down to the ground.
You're alone.
Put you against the wall.
Hoping you'd take the fall.
Oh you will never be found.
You're alone.

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released October 18, 2022
Written, recorded, performed and produced by Adam Diener of Obsolete Machines

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Obsolete Machines Austin, Texas

"Obsolete Machines are an Austin based band whose genre-bending music is thought-provoking and dark, but still melodic and memorable. They stick out, mainly due to the fact that they don’t rely on generic or traditional song structures sounds and approach. Their unique blend of machines and traditional instruments is fresh and compelling." -Tim Palmer ... more

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