(Dave Hill-Mal Spooner)
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He stares alone at the night
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No emotion shown
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A glimmer of light
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Now and then
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Communication is broken down
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Contact is lost
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Just a machine between him
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And his maker
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It's a strange institution they call life
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A nowhere existence, but who's right?
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They gave you a mountain to climb
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But left you no will to survive
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It hurts to see him now
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The way he is
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Just a shadow of a man
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That I once knew
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A restless spirit running wild
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Hey you! Hey you always laughed
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In the face of disaster
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It's a strange institution, they call life
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A nowhere existence, but who's right?
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They gave you a mountain to climb
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They left you no will to survive
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There's just a machine between him
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And his maker
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Strange Institution
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| Demon |
