See them on the TV screen, looking back with electric eyes;
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Razorblades and vaseline; what I see is synthesized.
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Photographs and magazines will accept no compromise;
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Refuel with nicotine, all of them are synthesized.
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Synthesized. Synthesized.
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Every day now, more and more, names and faces obsolete.
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See them moving on the floor, always listen to the beat.
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One by one, enter the screen, every movement synchronized,
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Dancing like they're in a dream; everything is synthesized.
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Fighting hearts and catalogs, sacrificed for their disguise;
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Disconnecting analogs, anything to synthesize.
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Nothing here is what it seems, nothing can be recognized;
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Perfect fit for the Machine: everyone is synthesized.
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Synthesized. Synthesized. Synthesized. Synthesized.
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Synthesized
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| The Epoxies |
