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They wait for instructions
to kick off their day.
The codes in the colours
to program the way.
Automatic ones who
look just like me and you.

So follow me now,
we've got what you need.
We want you.

[CHORUS]
Curing emotion with sex and TV.
Gotta face this illusion
that's keeping us free.
We're bound to machines
for an upside down frown
till we all fall down.

They wander the city
like ants in a maze.
In blissful confusion
prescribed by the state.
And the less they all knew
the more content they grew.

So follow me now,
we've got what you need.
We want you.

[CHORUS]
Curing emotion with sex and TV.
Gotta face this illusion
that's keeping us free.
We're bound to machines
for an upside down frown
till we all fall down,
till we all fall down.

Strange how you
were curiously numb till you
were standing at the edge of night.

Say you knew:
say you don't believe it's true.
Doctor will you cleanse my mind.
Mind, mind, mind, mind.

They sit by their fires;
raise a toast to their day.
Connect to the wires
and upload their fates.
Don't be scared,
we hear you.
Your transmission's approved.

So follow me now,
we've got what you need.
You. You. You. You.

[CHORUS]
Curing emotion with sex and TV.
Gotta face this illusion
that's keeping us free.
We're bound to machines
for an upside down frown
till we all fall down.
Till we all fall,
we all fall,
we all fall down.

Curing emotion with sex and TV.

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