Was that a dream? I'm awake Sitting on the forest floor
Looking out Can't recall the thing I used to be before
I may be rust and steel But there's simply no denying that I feel
I don't wanna be a war machine All the death and the pain, the guns and the ammo I don't wanna be a war machine I don't wanna turn back into what I've been
I don't wanna be a war machine I am hard on the shell, but inside I am hollow I don't wanna be a war machine I don't wanna be a war machine
Being watched, without fear Can I make my code extend?
New career Could it be that I have met this thing called ”friend”
I may be rust and steel But there's simply no denying that I feel