These gears grind down their bones
Wear down their teeth
We'll wear down until we can't feel
These legs waste precious time walking around
Too bad God didn't invent the wheel
Now my eyes can't see the sun
They can only imagine hand drawn flames
A couple of frames in space
Now my blood can spill so simply like it was meant to slip away
Never to come back to the things that you always wish to be
And these days who would ever notice the difference really
Robots learned how to talk
We've taught them well
They'll turn out just like we design
They'll help out and be real kind
They'll hold out hands and we'll reach back knowing we'll embrace
We won't expect catastrophe
At any moment to burst into flames
It's not the best way to think
But in exchange we've lost the mystery like it was meant to slip away
Never to come back to the things that you always wish to be
And these days who would ever notice the difference really
In reaction everything is old
To be bought and sold
Stop all of this thinking of the end
That each decision could make it anything different
I've found a real cure to all this emptiness
We must remember the unexplainable touch of your skin precious silk becomes just material
against my lips luxuries have a tendency to drift to the ethereal
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