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12 de septiembre de 2009

Automatic
You’re automatic and your hearts like an engine, I die with every beat. You’re automatic and your voice is electric, why do I still believe? It’s automatic every word in your letter, the lie connects the beat. It’s automatic when you say things get better but they never…
There’s no real love in you, there’s no real love in you, there’s no real love in you. Why do I keep loving you? It’s so automatic calling comes from the crossroad, they come and go like you. It’s automatic watching faces I don’t know, erase the face from you.
It’s automatic, systematic, so traumatic... so automatic! Each step you make, each breath you take. Your heart, your soul, remote controlled. This life is so sick...
You’re automatic to me

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