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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Barker
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Barker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Freeman
Producer
Lyrics
I made the world a place easier for me
Money in my pockets over centuries
I'm a celebrated sinner with statues in the park
This world I made is harder, the more your skin is dark
I covered all my tracks in books on history
Justified my actions through anthropology
I chose what to remember and what we should forget
I covered all my tracks in your blood and sweat
This machine runs on its own
(Cut the brakes, grab the wheel)
This machine runs on its own
Since 1865, everyone is free
But I still get my labour complimentary
Who is working in the prisons now?
Look and you will see
That in 1865, I disguised slavery
This machine runs on its own
(Cut the brakes, grab the wheel)
This machine runs on its own
(Trip the wire, melt the steel)
This machine runs on its own
But a crack has appeared, it keeps me up at night
There are whispers, there are shouts and I fear the wolf will bite
I've been a bully and a sinner, now I'm on the way out
For the world I made is harder, the more your skin is dark
This machine runs on its own
(Cut the brakes, grab the wheel)
This machine runs on its own
(Trip the wire, melt the steel)
This machine runs on its own
(Cut the brakes, grab the wheel)
This machine runs on its own
Writer(s): Emily Barker
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