"Pieces" genre: Industrial Electronic
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	Lyrics You're driving in your time machine, and you´re loosing what you know is real. You´re going down fast on the promised lane. Then everything fades away. You feel the same. Your engine is always soaked with lubes, and your windscreen is clean, and so are you. But you´re loosing control. Will you realize, you´ll never go fast enough to beat the time. And while you're picking up your pieces, your fiction life will make things easy. The little things will turn your dice. It seems so difficult to reason. You´re waiting for the moods to find you. Then everything will be so fine. The pieces left are so defined. You're gaining points as you collide. You're stumbeling down with a broken leg. Then suddenly you realize, it's all the same. And while you're picking up your pieces your fiction life is out of season. The little things will turn your dice. It seems so easy now to reason. You´re waiting for the moods to find you. Then everything will be so fine.

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