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Technology Lyrics

I am a desperate human
Inside a desperate body
Become part of new technology

I pay for no emotions
I pay for fantasy
I recreate myself electronically

I don't mind losing feeling
I don't mind losing meaning
My new connection sends me emails Curing me of healing

This people seeking people
To form realities
Are hiding in our new technology

We're gods without a heaven
We're kings without a face
I hope this happiness is fleeting... fleeting

You want your life with meaning?
You want your life with feeling?
My new connection sends me emails Curing me of healing
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ladiablo On May 06, 2006
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