matthew good band - i, the throw away lyrics
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made a man out of me
a killing machine
your baby’s going to die, ma
your baby’s coming home
you know they put a man on the moon
simply to prove
that we all need some place to go
where we’re not known
where we’re not
and to a lesser degree
i can recall breathing easy
but the deficit rose
built up i suppose
picking up the pieces
of another f-cked up reason
for selling off some freedom
that was never free
well, never absolutely
never absolutely
made a mess out of me
a killing machine
sometimes when i need them
if i look hard enough to see them
i can find my feet
as i push against gravity
in and out of having them
been led by defeat
so one more time’s all i need
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