Was that a dream?
I'm awake
Sitting on the forest floor
Looking up
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 want to be a war machine
All the death, all the pain
The guns and the ammo
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to turn back into what I've been
I don't want to be a war machine
I am hard on the shell but inside I am hollow
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to be a war machine
Being watched
Without fear
Can I make my code extended?
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
I don't want to be a war machine
All the death, all the pain
The guns and the ammo
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to turn back into what I've been
I don't want to be a war machine
I am hard on the shell but inside I am hollow
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to be a war machine
All the death, all the pain
The guns and the sorrow
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to turn back into what I've been
I don't want to be a war machine
I am hard on the shell but inside I am hollow
I don't want to be a war machine
I don't want to be a war machine.