| Happy life with the machines
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| Scattered around the room
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| Look what they made, they made it for me
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| Happy technology
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| Outside, the lions roam
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| Feeding on remains
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| We’ll never leave, look at us, now
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| So in love with the way we are
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| The world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Every night, they rock us to sleep
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| Digital family
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| Is it real or is it a dream?
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| Can you believe in machines?
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| Outside, the beating sun
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| Can you hear the screams?
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| We’ll never leave, look at us, now
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| So in love with the way we are
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| The world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Happy life with the machines
|
| Scattered around the room
|
| Look what they made, they made it for me
|
| Happy technology
|
| Outside, the lions roam
|
| Feeding on remains
|
| We’ll never leave, look at us, now
|
| So in love with the way we are
|
| Here, the world that the children made
|
| The world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made
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| Here, the world that the children made |