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Tight balls of bent up energy Locked between my legs Fallen to the prision of the machine. Escape child of god, escape Into the nothingness from which you came, Escape into the ball of confusion That controls your mind And leaves an unkind stain of pain on your soul. Tight balls of bent of energy Squeezed between my knees as you tighten your grip around my vision that I can no longer see. I AM nothing without you.   I AM nothing without the machine. I AM nothing with you. I AM nothing with the machine. I AM.