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The Factory Poppy Playtime 1 by Edmon.

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The Factory Poppy Playtime 1 by Edmon. - 90S R&B / Industrial / Ambient music cover art

The Factory Poppy Playtime 1

90S R&B / Industrial / Ambient

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under sodium halos, the conveyor hums and sways,
tinny laughter tucked in corners, where the daylight frays.
marbled paint and sugar stains on a chipped plastic cheek,
cracked porcelain eyes that blink in rhythms slow and bleak.
gears still humming under velvet, a tape-loop lullaby,
wind-up keys that catch the echo of a child's goodbye.
echoes of a lullaby, stitched tight in tape and tin —
(ooh, ooh) — a wind-up whisper wrapped beneath the din.
machine-heart ticking, syncopated, soft then sharp —
(ah) — the toy-melody like glass against your heart.
poppy playtime — poppy playtime.
poppy playtime — where plastic prayers were stitched, now shadows call.
rust eats the seam lines where a seamstress once leaned close,
fingerprints in varnish like a map of who we chose.
candy wrappers folded into pockets of a tiny coat,
a cassette hums a counting rhyme, a name the speakers quote.
a carousel of cracked teeth, a bell that rings too slow,
machines inhale our stories, exhale the afterglow.
wind the key, feel the squeak, feel the silver thread —
(mm) — lullabies on tape, press down, don’t let them shred.
notes bend, voices blend, shadow-soft then all at once —
(ah) — harmonies like honey stuck to rust and front.
poppy playtime — poppy playtime.
poppy playtime — where plastic prayers were stitched, now shadows call.
i pressed the stamp that named you friend, i wound the silver springs,
i stitched a smile and signed the seam with oil and small machine things.
i kept a photo folded in my glove — a pair of tiny hands,
you fit inside my palm like daylight fit inside the plans.
now i walk these corridors in chrome, confessing to the night:
i made the lullaby that keeps you — i lit and lost the light.
poppy playtime — poppy playtime.
poppy playtime — where plastic prayers were stitched, now shadows call.
fade into the belts and beams, a whisper in the sprawl,
a cassette loops one soft “goodnight,” beneath the neon pall.
poppy playtime — poppy playtime — we hum, we bend, we fall,
gears keep our lullaby, and somewhere small hands still recall.
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