If I had to lose a mileIf I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news
Would you like to hear my voice
sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse
I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me
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"We're so trendy we can't even escape ourselves"


