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Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, and limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machine

M.i.c. am i seeing it right?
M.i.c. must be time to fight
M.i.c. the war machine is growing
M.i.c. i'm not fucking going