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Oil in the blood, wires under the skin |
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Cold metal pieces where bones should have been |
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Can't make love, with with all that woe |
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Numb to the touch with every single dose you take |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Automaton, tick tock tick |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Come on, you know you're better than this |
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Lost to the blue til you're found by the fix |
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That shiny blister pack of mind-numbing hits |
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Turning your screws winding up your gears |
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Pushing you through without a single tear |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Automaton, tick tock tick |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Come on, you know you're better than this |
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You're a lying machine |
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Lying to yourself |
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As you smoke up a screen |
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For everybody else |
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And now he's trying to love you |
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But you're not human enough to |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Automaton, tick tock tick |
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Automaton, tick tock tick tock |
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Come on, you know you're better than this |
