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I am made of earthly fibers Human fears and human features I'm designed for entertainment People toys for mindless creatures Faces pass by the millions I see the lives I cannot live I see the many I could be If only weren't I stuck in steel Nothing here is even real Days of hours of my routine Self-destructive programming I am made of thoughts and actions Tracing circles, running in place I reset when you round the corner Ready for the next new face Lovers pass by the millions I see the lives I cannot live I see the souls that they can be If only weren't I stuck in steel Nothing here is even real Days of hours of my routine Things I've heard and things I've seen Always to be what I've always been
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 1:37 AM UTC
Animatronic People
I am made of earthly fibers Human fears and human features I'm designed for entertainment People toys for mindless creatures Faces pass by the millions I see the lives I cannot live I see the many I could be If only weren't I stuck in steel Nothing here is even real Days of hours of my routine Self-destructive programming I am made of thoughts and actions Tracing circles, running in place I reset when you round the corner Ready for the next new face Lovers pass by the millions I see the lives I cannot live I see the souls that they can be If only weren't I stuck in steel Nothing here is even real Days of hours of my routine Things I've heard and things I've seen Always to be what I've always been
spencer-czapiewski
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 1:37 AM UTC
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