The Talking Tears - Sindrome

As the chemicals synapse
I can feel my circuitry collapse
I'm an obsolete machine
In the junkyard of my dreams

I wish there was a tool to screw myself
Upgrade my wires into cells
I wish there was a tool to screw myself
Upgrade my wires into cells
I wish there was a tool to screw myself
Upgrade my wires into cells
I wish there was a tool to screw myself

I'm not real
I can't feel
My flesh is cold and steel
I'm not real
I can't feel
My flesh is cold and steel

Written by:
Joshua Lynch

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