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Robot S Guide To Living The

France, to the West side of home, it's cold in this town, I'll see Paris in June. Their prayers fill my head, it's disturbing my sleep. Built my faith

spreads Throughout my body leaving cancer with time. Maire I do understand That I'm not your man I don't lie Would I beat you for anything? Now everyone's

The pretty lights were shining in this hotel room of mine ignorant to the fact this was goodbye machines help you breathe post static trauma vacancy

Please understand that this collective arrogance is who we are. Broadcast my grief through sounds untreatable transmissions are what we do. So step in

for you to shut me out. And play out like we're well rehearsed. Parade around me like some drunken sailors without their captain, it's been so long since

go to waste And who`s aeoberti upon falcon crest you know him a chase Se that the top of the crew sis v I may seem See that me deal wid realism get guided

wack nigga.. that tryin to spit his darts and can't spit 'em Check it out though.. aiyyo.. Scientific, my hand kissed it Robotic let's think optimistic

to waste And who's aeoberti upon Falcon Crest you know him a chase Se that the top of the crew Sis V I may seem See that me deal wid realism get guided

freedom to roam (Clear) I can sit in my place (Clear) I withdraw from the race [Verse 1] Excuse me, but there's so much here for you to touch And there's