Through a mental deficiency
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Our brains still think
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Between two medecines
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Our heads are still bleeding
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Soon our souls will be changed
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Into integrated circuits
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And our veins will be filled
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Some oil replace my blood
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We have to fill our memories
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Black,so black,our teeth will be
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And electronic eyes to see
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My fingers begin to creak
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We press the switch to awake
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We have to fill our memories
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Positronic
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| Lyzanxia |
