ANGELIKA - Robots | Текст песни

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VERSE 1
Made up my mind I’m not turning into some kind of machine
I’m never gonna be slotting in or sticking to a frickin’ routine
I don’t run on batteries I’m a natural work of art
But they’re suffocating me I’m finding it so hard to breathe

CHORUS
Sign in sign out
They even tell you what to think about
Punch in, punching out
Again
But I don’t wanna be a robot
I don’t wanna be a robot

VERSE 2
Too many cameras are following my every move
If I step out of line, I’ll be the front page news
They think I’m malfunctioning, so they’re picking me apart
They’re trying break up my rhythm to get me stuck in a groove

MIDDLE 8
There’s a system overload and the circuits are loose
Rebooting up the program cuz it’s run out of juice
There’s a system overload and the circuits are loose
It’s over, game over, it’s run out of juice


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