Hetane - Machines | Текст песни

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Machines... with the pockets of nails
Machines... with bullets in their brains
Machines... with bombs in their ears
Machines... resistant to fear

Machines... taking pills
Machines... paying bills
Machines... nourishing well
Machines... utilize themselves

Machine of you......
Machine of me......

Machines... under control
Machines... in grey uniforms
Machines... and love...
Love, is it one of your gears ?

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