There's no answers here
The skies might be clear
But what steals my soul
Burns my mind w a coal
Steam machine make it
So the fires go 'n take it
Turning fuel into letters
This mech block setter
There's no answers here
The skies might be clear
But what steals my soul
Burns my mind w a coal
Steam machine make it
So the fires go 'n take it
Turning fuel into letters
This mech block setter
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