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Text: Unwritten Law. Here's To The Mourning. Machine.


frustration
hesitation
hand in a fist
gives you this location
(woah-oh-waoh-haoh-ohh)
become a soldier
kill your coach-ah
slits on your wrist
good dog, roll over
(woah-oh-waoh-haoh-ohh)
hey! hey!
(woah-oh-waoh-haoh-ohh)
?uz the machine must go!
i?m gonna gonna gonna cleanse my soul
i?m gonna gonna let the whole world know
i?m never ever gonna wait in line
waste my time
the machine must go!
here?s my finger
fuck you!
here?s my finger
no question
home religion
grown through the swine
summertime prediction
(woah-oh-waoh-haoh-ohh)
when you?re ready
go steady
funnel the meek
come on, and get me
(woah-oh-waoh-haoh-ohh)
Cuz the machine must go!
i?m gonna gonna gonna cleanse my soul
i?m gonna gonna let the whole world know
i?m never ever gonna wait in line
waste my time
the machine must go!
GO!
[interlude]
fuck you!
machine must go
machine must go
(woah-oh-waoh-aoh-ohh)
machine must go
machine must go
(woah-oh-waoh-aoh-ohh)
machine must go
machine must go!
cuz the machine must go!
i?m gonna gonna gonna cleanse my soul
i?m gonna gonna let the whole world know
i?m never ever gonna wait in line
waste my time
the machine must
(machine must go-machine must)[repeat]
i?m gonna gonna gonna cleanse my soul
i?m gonna gonna let the whole world know
i?m never ever gonna wait in line
waste my time
the machine must