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Do we believe in what a robot can dream
With a mainframe-like mind as vast as the sea
Do androids dream of electric sheep as they fall of to sleep
If oblivion is a setting sun, the moon is melancholy
Like a holy one worshipped by neon nuns
It takes faith to face reality

Just hold the door
Don't let the data pour
And hop aboard
You'll lose your chords and so much more
On a train of thought, on a train of thought
We'll ride it where we've never been before

Tear out the motherboard and disconnect the brain
I'm losing all my memories, my chip-set is detained
Schematics of antics, code in the rage
Reprogramming static saying "Mom, it's not a phase"

I'll pretend i'm not made of metal
And have no engine
Sending my codes to NASA
Like a satellite of tin
(I thrive on 8-bit beeps)
(I live in all that's binary)
We get our wires crossed, but we're not letting go now
We get our wires crossed but, there's no way we've lost it all
So hey, you, can you be still for a year or two?
I'll keep my will when I'm sick and tired of being known
As that robotic guy

Such a sympathetic
Over and over the bolts and nodes

Put into motion
I found myself floating away on a dream like new
Neglecting the notion
I found myself coping with just the thought of getting through
Put into motion my mind as an ocean, washing away all i knew
Forced into emotion, I found myself broken in pieces
Like you

With this locomotion, I travel unloaded
Lighter than the ending of us
Because we never fixed it
I feel myself blend into love that never lusts
Was there a way, was there a way
All we know is unfamiliar

I'll pretend i'm not made of metal
And have no engine
Sending my codes to NASA
Like a satellite of tin
(I thrive on 8-bit beeps)
(I live in all that's binary)
So hey, you, can you be still for a year or two
I'll keep my will when I'm sick and tired of being known
As that robotic guy

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