Do we believe in what a robot can dream
With a mainframe-like mind as vast as the sea
Do androids dream of electric sheep as they fall of to sleep
If oblivion is a setting sun, the moon is melancholy
Like a holy one worshipped by neon nuns
It takes faith to face reality
Just hold the door
Don't let the data pour
And hop aboard
You'll lose your chords and so much more
On a train of thought, on a train of thought
We'll ride it where we've never been before
Tear out the motherboard and disconnect the brain
I'm losing all my memories, my chip-set is detained
Schematics of antics, code in the rage
Reprogramming static saying "Mom, it's not a phase"
I'll pretend i'm not made of metal
And have no engine
Sending my codes to NASA
Like a satellite of tin
(I thrive on 8-bit beeps)
(I live in all that's binary)
With a mainframe-like mind as vast as the sea
Do androids dream of electric sheep as they fall of to sleep
If oblivion is a setting sun, the moon is melancholy
Like a holy one worshipped by neon nuns
It takes faith to face reality
Just hold the door
Don't let the data pour
And hop aboard
You'll lose your chords and so much more
On a train of thought, on a train of thought
We'll ride it where we've never been before
Tear out the motherboard and disconnect the brain
I'm losing all my memories, my chip-set is detained
Schematics of antics, code in the rage
Reprogramming static saying "Mom, it's not a phase"
I'll pretend i'm not made of metal
And have no engine
Sending my codes to NASA
Like a satellite of tin
(I thrive on 8-bit beeps)
(I live in all that's binary)
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