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Can't control |
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My hands and feet |
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Conditioned to be a human machine |
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Can't control |
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My thoughts and needs |
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Memories erased... |
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My brain won't work |
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Without that chip - inside my head |
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The things I see - I can't define |
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Responsibility seems strange to me |
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Shock - I'm a victim of the latest |
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Fear - Gene technology |
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Shock - I'm trained to be a robot |
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Fear - To serve society |
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Shock - I never ask no questions |
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Fear - I never cause a doubt |
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Shock - I don't know what's going on and what it's about all |
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I gotta know |
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The reason why |
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I can't receive no signals anymore |
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Seems like I'm |
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Left alone |
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In a dying world |
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I did my job - all night and day |
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Now everything - has gone astray |
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There's emptiness - inside my head |
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I realize I've been long gone dead |
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Shock - Foreign determination |
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Fear - And the happiness I've known |
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Shock - Have faded with the signals |
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Fear - From my master's room |
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Shock - All wires disconnected |
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Fear - I see the shades of doom |
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Shock - Standing by the ruins fills my heart with gloom |
