Sunday Driver - Mechanical Angel

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Some people bottle their lives
Whisper their words
Sharpening their knives
In sorrow bound by her keep
Feeling my way
Who is ever really free?
One word, so clear
Now it’s all that I want to hear
Come show your face
Oh mechanical angel
Inside this wearing machine
Ten thousand lies
And nothing to be seen
Cold hands are turning the wheel
Spin me a name
All I ever really feel
One voice, so clear
Now it’s all that I want to hear
Come show your face
Oh mechanical angel
One word, one voice
So clear
Now it’s all that I want to hear
Come show your face
My invisible angel