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Androids on morphine
System malfunctioning
In space I float
I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost
Major Tom is dead
He put a gun to his head
And so it seemed
His blood boiling

Help me
I'm calling
I'm calling

One twelve nineteen ninety-two
If the parents knew how it would grow
A baby cries
A scared little child
Speaking in tongues
Illusions in gibberish
The pilot's out of it
What can we make of this?
Mouth I foam
I won't go
I won't go

Help me
I'm calling
I'm calling

And I'm out here all alone
In this hell that I call home
And I will pray
When something wicked comes my way

Help me
I'm calling
I'm calling

Help me
And I'm out here all alone (I'm calling)
In this hell that I call home
And I will pray (I'm calling)
When something wicked comes my way

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