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We are machines inside your heart |
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Let's go back to the start |
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We are what we are |
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In a heartbeat's second we'll cut the chords |
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This time I'm not sure we'll move forward |
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(Put your cold) hands on there, so what can't you see |
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Why can't you see? |
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(You and) I should be counting signs for a hundred miles |
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Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate |
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Just turn keys and drive on |
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The sooner, the better pull it out |
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And drive on straight |
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Turn the keys and drive on |
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We are what we are |
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And if we change |
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You should know we did it to please ourselves |
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We are machines |
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In a heartbeat's second we'll cut the chords |
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This time I'm not sure we'll move forward |
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(Put your cold) hands on there, so what can't you see |
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Why can't you see? |
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(You and) I should be counting signs for a hundred miles |
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It's not the end of you and me |
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It's not the end of you and me, yeah |
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Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate |
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Just turn keys and drive on |
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The sooner, the better pull it out |
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And drive on straight |
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Turn the keys and drive on |
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Tell them to turn it, they are returning |
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They are returning and this is no big truth |
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Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate |
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Just turn keys and drive on |
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The sooner, the better pull it out |
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And drive on straight |
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Turn the keys and drive on |
