| Hands to the sky I swore I’d try
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| Searching for a better life
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| They would take us far from home
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| Far from all the things we know
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| Used to feel my body shake, I won’t
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| Ever break another bone
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| We ran out of luck I know
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| Now we’re indestructible
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| There’s nothing more that you can do
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| So run if you want to
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| Cos
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| We are machines
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| Starting with a stone cold heart
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| We don’t need to breathe
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| (We are machines)
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| Cities of resistance falling
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| Under our feet
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| (We are machines)
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| Metal and emotionless
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| No battlefield can hinder us
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| Cos
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| We
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| Are
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| We
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| Are machines
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| We
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| Are
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| We
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| Are machines
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| Remember the way we used to feel
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| Before we were made from steel
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| We will take the field again
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| An army of a thousand men
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| It’s time to rise up, we’re breaking through
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| Now that we’ve been improved
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| Everything has been restored
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| I’m ready for the art of war
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| There’s nothing more you can do
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| So you can run if you want to
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| Cos
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| We are machines
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| Starting with a stone cold heart
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| We don’t need to breathe
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| (We are machines)
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| Cities of resistance falling
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| Under our feet
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| (We are machines)
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| Metal and emotionless
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| No battlefield can hinder us
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| Cos
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| We
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| Are
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| We
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| Are machines
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| We
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| Are
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| We
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| Are machines |