Album: Automata I (2018)
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  • Millions, watch them fly overhead
    Now please take me with you
    I've lost my perspective
    You left me alone

    Alone and trembling
    My chin jolting back and forth, sounds soar around
    The shield you once were, my life you would defend
    Sounds soar around

    In my world there is only us
    Bring me with you to soar
    This dreadful collapsing scent, you never strive for more

    Millions fly overhead
    Fog dancing slavery, like snakes circling
    Small angle jeopardy

    Millions Writer/s: Carland Blake Richardson, Daniel Hanford Briggs, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Thomas Giles Rogers
    Publisher: BTBAM PUBLISHING
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