| I’m machinery
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| With a semi-automatic heart
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| I’m unclassified
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| I terminate, I tear apart
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| I’m always there when you think I’m not
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| I’m razor sharp and I’m white and hot
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| My finger squeezes out the final shot
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| Say «Goodbye»
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| No integrity
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| No conscience, I’m just sold and bought
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| I’m insanity
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| I’m a camouflag-ed work of art
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| I’ve done some things
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| I really can’t describe
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| I’ve made some mouths open pretty wide
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| And I am licensed — trained and bona fide
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| Say «Goodbye»
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| Who do you think we are
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| Special forces in an armored car
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| Who do you think we are
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| We don’t care, we don’t care
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| I’m carnivorous
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| Can’t count the flesh that I’ve been through
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| Never sick of this
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| I’m red and white and black and blue
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| I’m always there when you think I’m not
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| I’m razor sharp and I’m white and hot
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| My finger squeezes out the final shot
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| Say «Goodbye»
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| Who do you think we are
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| Special forces in an armored car
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| Who do you think we are
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| We don’t care, we don’t care |