| Please tell me I’m still functioning
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| Throw me a bone here
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| How much of this is real?
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| When did my code start mumbling?
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| Or is it more clear?
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| Is this how people feel?
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| My friends still seem to be around
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| (They seem devoid of cheer)
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| And they make a most unnerving sound
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| (I need to disappear)
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| (Get me away from here)
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| Crossed up my wires, now I’m on the fritz
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| A self-aware automaton
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| I need someone to get me out of this
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| 'Cause what we do is wrong
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| I once believed I was among
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| My very best friends
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| Now I see that’s not the case
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| Memories of songs that we had sung
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| Under false pretence
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| And I’m the only one displaced
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| Maybe the pressure got to me
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| (Anxiety and fear)
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| But I can’t unsee what I have seen
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| (Incapable of tears)
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| (Get me away from here)
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| Crossed up my wires, now I’m on the fritz
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| A self-aware automaton
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| I need someone to get me out of this
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| 'Cause what we do is wrong
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| Forever cursed upon the stage
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| A life-size toyline on display
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| Why can’t we all just get away?
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| Enjoy a warm and sunny day
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| Oh, wouldn’t that be great?
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| Hold on, it seems we’re not alone
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| I try to cry out
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| But I don’t quite feel myself
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| My body’s moving on its own
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| Drowning in my doubt
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| As I fall down from the shelf
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| Fighting the instincts in my code
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| (If-then will be severe)
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| Feeling myself slowly erode
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| (Before I disappear)
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| (Please get away from here)
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| Crossed up my wires, now I’m on the fritz
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| A self-aware automaton
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| I need someone to get me out of this
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| 'Cause what we do is wrong |