| I now pronounce you man and life
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| Without the bones that kept you
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| Sagging like a sack of skin
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| A trash bag full of fluid that the man
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| You used to be is drowning in
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| The roles reversed, we got confused
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| Lost track of who we were
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| Thought humility meant to be castrated
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| Thought self-sacrifice meant losing all we were to her
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| Hey, can someone say to me
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| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
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| Hey, can someone say to me
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| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
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| Hey, I’m breaking down
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| Pieces of me getting lost in the cracks of her ground
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| And I thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| But I don’t wanna be alone
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| Used to be a guy with big dreams
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| And brains inside my head
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| Now I’m licking boots instead of washing feet
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| Now the man I was is dead
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| It’s a lot of work when two people connect
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| Thought love was a beautiful thing
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| But it feels like a shackle around my neck
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| Feels a lot like suffocating
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| Hey, can someone say to me
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| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
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| Hey, can someone say to me
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| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
|
| Hey, I’m breaking down
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| Pieces of me getting lost in the cracks of her ground
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| And I thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| But I don’t wanna be alone
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| Hey, can someone say to me
|
| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
|
| Hey, can someone say to me
|
| Love feels like freedom and not like slavery?
|
| Hey, I’m breaking down
|
| The pieces of me getting lost in the cracks of her ground
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| And I thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| Thought a lot about being a robot
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| But I don’t wanna be alone |