It's time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel and limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machines
M.I.C.
Am I seeing it right?
M.I.C.
Must be time to fight, fight, fight
M.I.C.
War machine is growing
M.I.C.
I'm not fucking going
Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, your limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machines
M.I.C.
Am I seeing it right?
M.I.C.
Must be time to fight
M.I.C.
War machine is growing
M.I.C.
I'm not fucking going
I'm not fucking going
I'm not fucking going
I'm fucking going
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