Urn me into a battery
If I get to be who I wanna be
No one, no prodigy
Will speak for me
I can't touch, I can't feel
A false prophecy
The truth or a lie, this painting of thought
Black and white lines, vividity drawn
Don't drown me in a sea of machines
Don't drown me in a sea of machines
Call me back in
Turn me into a battery
If I get to be who I wanna be
No one, no prodigy
Will speak for me
I can't touch, I can't feel
A false prophecy
Call me back in
No one, no prodigy
Will speak for me
I can't touch, I can't feel
A false prophecy
No one, no prodigy
Will speak for me
I can't touch, I can't feel
A false prophecy
Turn me into a battery
Turn me into a battery
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