TRAINING FOR UTOPIA


The Art Of Killing A Copy Machine Lyrics

You could never do this Remember who gave this to you I was there when you held the notepad When you committed it all to memory Only to reproduce at a fraction of the heart Stop singing my song Stop cheapening my words You haven't raised a naive foot from your cage Your lack of everything speaks volume in no words And now you point every finger at me That I haven't done my job Your working overtime with no results So now I am pointing the finge

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Songwriter(s): ryan clark, d. clark
Record Label(s): 1999 Solid State Records All rights reserved Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws Manufactured by EMI Christian Music Group
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