Specific Sadness from American Machine by Shark Jackson

I fill them with emotion

Watch it now because we're winning at the lottery
I feel all of the people and the people are inside of me and I'm inside of them, I'm like a drug I am a friend, I feel that we are empty, and I fill them with emotion

Watch it now, I'm winning at the lottery
Shocking how the spirit feels inside of me
I've brought you back to me again

I feel it now, I know that I'm reflowering
I am the golden gift, I am the girl with the dowery
You're gonna hear me on the radio

And I won't falter if you're not in the crowd
And if you're listening, no I will not seek you out
You're not my victim, I'm not your property
Running like a bull, and now I am drowning

That smell of days long before heart break
We were all golden, summer nights on the lake
We had our own pace, our own sense of time
And all I had to do was love you

Watch it now, I'm winning at the lottery
Shocking how the spirit feels inside of me
I've brought you back to me again
I feel the floor, it's moving for a reason
I feel the waves of the people in the sea and
They're gonna lift me up once again

And now they're stumbling, and they're tumbling like an avalanche
The path is near the path is here, the path is clear it's everywhere
It's shaking, and breaking, it's gonna
pay my bills again

I said we're shaking, we're breaking, we're gonna
Be great once again

But I left you reeling from my life of sin
At nights I heard you like a whisper in the wind
And, Lord, I missed you, oh I missed you
But now you're grown and never coming back again

And I worked hard to live as a romantic
I gave you my gift
Specific sadness
And now I miss you like a ghost and his grave
But you've grown up, you're never coming back again
I never got any better
I never got any better
I never got any better
I'm still just a Frankenstein after you

• Electronic
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• post-club
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