317
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317
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We are the soil becoming dust
We are the chrome becoming rust
We are the ones you’re standing on
We are the floor you dance upon
We are the wheels
We are the rails
We are the wires
We are the nails
We are the game
We are the loss
We hang upon
A double cross
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Hammers of Misfortune performs "317", and this lyric page sits inside the Hammers of Misfortune catalog on LyroVerse.
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