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Alice Cooper Cold Machines

my name You don't know my number You don't know my face at all We walk right past each other Every single day Like cold machines We're marching on and

my name You don't know my number You don't know my face at all We walk right past each other Every single day Like cold machines We're marching on and

my name You don't know my number You don't know my face at all We walk right past each other Every single day Like cold machines We're marching on and