MI6 - Rx7

Rx7
MI6

i've walked this road, a thousand times before

a rusted shell from, nineteen eighty four
it just breaks down on me, mazda machinery

and so i try to find, inside my feeble mind

a way, to fix my mistakes

oh my god,

my innocent fascade

there's no appologies, for all the pieces that are found

and i still believe,

it just left my transmission on the ground
there's somethin up my sleeve

replacement parts, aren't always hard to find
cause there's a million more, down on the basement floor

the perfect time, to leave it all behind
drove it into the ground, it makes a funny sound

so then, i'll turn it on again

i haven't much to say today
cause you want me to throw it all away

you find some other way, to break apart todayand everytime, i think i'm doin fine

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