| Retrospective of an age
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| With little time to turn the pages over
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| So we practice what we preach
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| Just another mere machine to teach
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| One of these days
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| I’ll escape, push the race
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| And I’ll find a new way
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| When the grind dictates your time
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| There’s no room to fall behind
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| So I wake to that same old feeling
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| Just to be one more machine
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| Pre-programmed to be the same
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| When morning wakes, I refuse to believe
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| I’m just one more machine
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| Revelation for an age
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| Diversify mine to escape the drover
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| Evict my need to unify
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| There’s something more that I have long denied
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| And I walk free
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| I walk free from this machine
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| Taking chances my own way
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| So desires don’t go to waste
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| Here I go, I’m on the road to somewhere
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| I won’t be one more machine
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| Pre-programmed to be the same
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| There’s something more and I need to believe
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| I won’t be one more machine
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| I am full of moving parts
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| Constructed not to fall apart
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| Impartial to take blame
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| Built for the common age
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| No I’m not for trade
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| Yes you should upgrade
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| Experience the new
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| Improving a version of you
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| Seek to challenge the unknown
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| Everyday 'till I grow old
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| 'Cause I choose to live a life worth living
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| I’m not just one more machine
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| Pre-programmed to be the same
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| There’s something more and I choose to believe
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| I’m not just one more machine
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| I am full of moving parts
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| Constructed not to fall apart
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| Impartial to take blame
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| Built for the common age
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| No I’m not for trade
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| Yes you should upgrade
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| Experience the new
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| Avoiding coercion
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| A shiny new version of you |