| The colorful wings of a butterfly
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| That smacks on your computer screen
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| The way you put your hands
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| On the keys of your machine
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| You save your beliefs in your machine x2
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| I know the higher sense
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| That you feel when you’re plugged in
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| I know the higher brain
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| In the guts of your machine
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| You save the face of your machine
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| Your machine
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| Irate, cogitate, agitate
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| Interface your machine
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| The powerful light that radiates
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| From the screen of your machine
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| The way you’re mesmerized
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| By the speed of your machine
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| You save all the work of your machine
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| You save all your thoughts in your machine
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| I know the higher waves
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| That you feel with your machine
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| I know the joy you feel
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| When you’re mind is a machine
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| Your machine x2
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| Calculator, emulator, agitator, integrator, inhalator…
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| I know the higher waves
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| That you feel with your machine
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| I know the joy you feel
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| When you’re mind is a machine
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| You save yourself in your machine
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| You are the same as your machine
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| You’re machine x2 |