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We came down by the factory
Industrial yarns where my father did work
When I was a boy I went too far
I lost the tread in the darkest of space

If I become antique you'll collect me
If I become cheap then you?ll respect me
My jumper is soaked in pig's blood
I'm coming out looking for you

If you pull a hatchet I'll pull something to match it
How about your wife? I will give her a good life
My vehicle is in your drive

Hey, I'm not that low
The wolves came on the radio
Transmitted through a portal
In the snowy Atlas mountains
We came down by the factory   Industrial yarns where my father did work   When I was a boy I went too far   I lost the tread in the darkest of space      If I become antique you'll collect me   If I become cheap then you?ll respect me   My jumper is soaked in pig's blood   I'm coming out looking for you      If you pull a hatchet I'll pull something to match it   How about your wife? I will give her a good life   My vehicle is in your drive      Hey, I'm not that low   The wolves came on the radio   Transmitted through a portal   In the snowy Atlas mountains