| Happy life with the machines scattered around the room
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| Look what they made; |
| they made it for me... happy technology
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| Outside the Lions roam feeding on remains
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| We'll never leave, look at us now
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| So in love with the way we are here
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| The world that the children made
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made
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| Every night they rock us to sleep, digital family
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| Is it real? |
| Or is it a dream? |
| Can you believe in machines?
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| Outside, the beating sun, can you hear the screams?
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| We'll never leave, look at us now
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| So in love with the way we are here
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| The world that the children made
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made
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| Happy life... with the machines scattered around the room
|
| Look what they made, they made it for me; |
| happy technology
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| Outside the lions roam feeding on remains
|
| We'll never leave, look at us now
|
| So in love with the way we are here
|
| The world that the children made
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made
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| Here
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| The world that the children made, here
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| The world that the children made |