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I don’t know what you’ve been told.
But I don’t get out much these days.
Waking young and feeling old
the days are no longer my own
to piss away the waking hours.

But don’t don’t don’t, don’t let them go,
don’t don’t don’t don’t, don’t let them go to waste.
The fire in my eye is fleeting
now your robot heart is bleeding.

Tried to be the robot king, and settled for a robot boy.
Ring the bells that still can ring
and sing your stupid head off
to the ones who are not listening.

But don’t don’t don’t, don’t let them go,
don’t don’t don’t don’t, don’t let them go to waste.
The fire in my eye is fleeting
now your robot heart is bleeding out.

And I spent half of my life
in the customer service line.
Flaws in the design, a sign of the times.
And that little voice in the back of your mind.
Just wants you to know, just hopes that you know
– robots need love too,
they want to be loved by you, they want to be loved by you.

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