The Tragically Hip - Machine Lyrics
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Machine
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What Are The Lyrics For Machine By The Tragically Hip?
I write about words, I find treasure or worse
I watch the end of man and, and I dream like a bird I remain aloft and I forget a lot I try not to try and I can remember or not I'm a real machine, it follows You're a real machine, fed on shadows I'm a real machine, follow? You're a real machine, fed on shadows I return your gaze and I wait in the rain All inchoate desires, I do what I hate I remain aloft and I forget a lot Then I try not to try and I can remember, or not You're a real machine, it follows I'm a real machine, follow I'm a real machine, it follows You're a real machine, fed on shadows I'm a real machine, it follows You're a real machine, fed on shadows |
Who Wrote Machine By The Tragically Hip?
Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Gordon Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois
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What's The Duration Of The Machine By The Tragically Hip?The duration of Machine is 5:29 minutes and seconds. |
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