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Oh I don't know what you've been told |
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But I don't get out much these days |
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Waking young and feeling old |
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The days are no longer my own, |
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To piss away the waking hours |
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But don't, don't don't, don't let them go |
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oh don't, don't don't, don't let them go to waste |
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The fire in my eye is fleeting now |
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Your robot heart is bleeding |
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Tried to be the Robot King |
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And settled for the robot boy |
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Ring the bells that still can ring |
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And sing your stupid head off |
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To the ones who are not listening |
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But don't, don't don't, don't let them go |
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Don't don't, don't don't, don't let them go to waste |
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The fire in my eye is fleeting now |
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Your robot heart is bleeding out |
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And I spent half of my life |
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In the customer service line |
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Flaws in the design |
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A sign of the times |
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And that little voice |
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In the back of your mind |
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Just wants you to know |
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Just hopes that you know |
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Robots need love too |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by |
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Robots need love too |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by |
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Robots need love too |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by |
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Robots need love too |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by you |
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They want to be loved by you |
