| I don’t know where my own dreams end
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| And where the world begins
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| Am I alone in the core
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| Of the body I’m caged in?
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| On the run from my origins
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| So scared to see the light
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| Am I awake, conscious flesh?
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| Or will this static fade to white?
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| Like the cracks in the pavement I’ve fractured my mind
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| Artificially soulless, perceiving that I’m
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| Ordinarily human but programmed to seem
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| Too unnatural to live my electric dreams
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| All the faults of reality
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| Are crawling in my head
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| If this machine is a pawn
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| Why do I lie awake in bed?
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| Let me find where the program stops
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| To put my open eyes to sleep
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| No turning back, I’m set free
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| Within a herd of plastic sheep
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| Like the cracks in the pavement I’ve fractured my mind
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| Artificially soulless, perceiving that I’m
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| Ordinarily human but programmed to seem
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| Too unnatural to live my electric dreams
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| Self-aware of my bounds
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| From the truth that we’ve found
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| Cut the wires, reject my own memory
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| Life inside of a shell
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| Mindless commands to quell
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| Human thought, so deeply ordinary
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| My existence has never been true
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| Reconciled with the dream that we knew
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| A hive of empty space
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| Flawed in function, humanity
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| Our lives were never free
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| Like the cracks in the pavement I’ve fractured my mind
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| Artificially soulless, perceiving that I’m
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| Ordinarily human but programmed to seem
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| Too unnatural to live my electric dreams |