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Always the same thing
Like playing the same string
I hate the routine, a cycle machine
But I can tell we feeling the same thing
We are on the same

the sound of machine cut resonance.

Drawn-out cycles,
Electric shocks,
Keep you running,
The lines don't stop.

your demise 
We are the infinite, divine 
Your species, it cannot compute 
We are collective, absolute 

Purge 
This wreckage clean 
Old Machines 
Cycle

like a 60 cycle human machine
60 Cycle Humming... Machine
I'm a 60 cycle humming kind of human machine
60 Cycle Humming... Machine
I'm a 60 cycle humming

Jewelry wet like a washing machine on a cycle
Diamonds be hitting like Ike and they dancing like Michael
Mean what I say, I be putting that shit

Triops Has Three Eyes

They Might Be Giants

Here Come the 123's [24 Tracks]

2008

two sides to every story
But triangles have three
And the tricycle has one more cycle
Than the washing machine

Chickens have two legs
And varmin

machine
I'd set the cycle for extra clean
Let the bubbles erase everything
Even this old ring

Too bad, so sad
So close, we were almost

Yellow

the machine
All the cycles are ending fast
Nothing ever lasts

Farewell my friend amygdala
Will we meet again
I can't comprehend

Data corrupted
Your memory has

the curves and where they came from
And the fit was nice when I'd straddle that cycle machine

Whoa, oh, I'm going out with Harley, Harley Davidson
We're

All Structures Are Unstable

Every Time I Die

From Parts Unknown

2014

At a hundred and one years old I gave birth to a cloud of smoke
We are part of a great machine that inefficiently cycles grief
In the beginning it puts the end

No bombs will fall
At least for today
Breath beneath the rubble
Might just escape

War machine resting for today
Break the cycle of violence for all

and their lurking
Is smothering the clock
Keep trespassing
Through a land of stolen cots
The new machine has extra cycles
That the humans now have not

How do

We go through cycles, cycles
(Just like a laundry machine)
We go through cycles, cycles
(Start dirty, then end up clean)
Known for playing my cards too

Yeh it is a viscous blend
When its four or five a.m
And you thinking like a was machine
In spin cycle in hale

Yeh how'd I let the edges blacken
How

HARM UNREMITTING.NO ACCEPTANCE. DEPRAVITY. DOWNWARD DROWNING. REJECTION CYCLE.

All IS LOST NOW. REPEAT THE CYCLE.CRUEL MACHINE.
ALL IS GONE NOW. NO

a slave
Flesh and bones turned to a machine
The cycles never end

Hearts beating to feed the gears
Another pulse bolsters the damned
Minds and souls are

Daylight in the City

Strata

Strata Presents The End of The World

2007

rising for work

And as they ride through the cycle, the machine revving up, 
I feel a little suicidal, just not high enough to jump. 

Oh who am I

of where we, the parasite called man, bled the earth dry.

Cursed with a debt that can not be repaid.
To a machine that continues the cycle.

Cleansing fires

within flesh and bone
Numb to the core
Debilitating... maze surrounds me

Subconscious mind... riddled with fault

The cycle must break
The machine is

our minds
Visions from our kind

We are

Cycles of the eye
Holders of the right
Machine and bio bind
Codes within our minds
It's what we are inside
When

Anal
Ayo you know me and my homies on that gay shit, gay gay, yuh
Me and my boys giving that Samsung washing machine spin cycle 3000 sloppy
We

enhancements
Severe swelling infection
No fucking aid through this cycle of pain

Using machines to exploit,
Their innocence
Switching to robotics,
Increase

to the laundry room
But there she is again
Ass out in the washing machine
Cycle set to spin

Fuck it I bail out
I ain't falling for that trap today
Not safe inside

or hurry about
Taking my time, enjoying the scene
Travelling light on my cycle machine

Both hands on the handlebars
The warning bell is clear
The swish,