Automaton

Automaton fights for his family
 Protecting them from the threats all around
 But deep in his chest is one broken gear
 It keeps his feet dragging on the ground
 Well, it burns when he runs, and he coughs when he jumps
 It grinds and it scrapes when he flies
 He's not sure if he's got a better one around
 And if he pulls it, he could die
 Well, every year the gear gets looser
 Shaking, rattling, rusty and bent
 And lately automaton fingers the sore
 And wonders if he will live through the rent
 Well, it burns when he runs, and he coughs when he jumps
 It grinds and it scrapes when he flies
 He's not sure if he's got a better one around
 And if he pulls it, he could die
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 Automaton fights for his family
 Protecting them from the threats all around
 But deep in his chest is one broken gear
 It keeps his feet dragging on the ground
 Well, it burns when he runs, and he coughs when he jumps
 It grinds and it scrapes when he flies
 He's not sure if he's got a better one around
 And if he pulls it, he could die
 Well, it burns when he runs, and he coughs when he jumps
 It grinds and it scrapes when he flies
 He's not sure if he's got a better one around
 And if he pulls it, he could die