| Swing gate automation
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| Sectional Gate Gate Drive Entrance Gate
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| Manufacturing of gates
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| Gate manufacturing and installation of sliding gates
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| Overhead sectional door drive
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| Swing gate barrier installation
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| If it were not for the mechanisms dear to the heart, what to do
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| I don't know I try not to think not to formulate
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| And even more so, do not make assumptions out loud
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| And only in a dream the subconscious framed
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| The mechanism went the wrong way woke up in a sweat
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| Automation broken ran to press the button
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| Everything is in order, but if you press more and more and more
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| Suddenly the next time there will be no automation
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| Let down what then and where without mechanics
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| Babylon will begin, I will forget my native language
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| I don’t recognize my own mother, I mix up the house and wife
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| And for what party am I in bed like a stranger
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| I'm dreaming of button levers rise Babylon
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| The barrier hits me in the groin and I fall into the abyss
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| I'm closed in the garage let me out boy
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| I'm closed in the garage, I'm now the garage itself
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| The boy is pissing on me, I control the mechanics
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| While the garage hugs my wife in bed
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| Sectional door automation with vomit
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| Mechanism rusted due to pieces of breakfast
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| In the morning I run away from the second lesson with notebooks
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| I'm sick of the garage, which is especially terrible in winter
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| Garage doors go up and down
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| All you have to do is press a button and program
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| It has to be programmed, that's what the psychos say
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| And I don't know what to say to my mother when I come
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| The teacher stank of urine, I'll tell her
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| She has woolen knickers and a leather face
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| Like a flabby death mask with a chalkboard cloth
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| Like a mountain of cabbage leaves with a mechanism
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| We have a new president, we have a new prime minister,
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| And I'm still trying to come home from school
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| What will mom do for the new year, what will she say
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| When he finds out that all the notebooks are vomited
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| I want to dress in gray and cross out everything
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| Everything that is written in the diary and journal
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| Become a nobody, kill yourself before you die
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| See the teacher's iron jaw
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| Opening and closing the gate has become much easier
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| With a new opening mechanism in them
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| First you enter and lock yourself from the inside
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| Your car looks like a gray pile of shit |