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What's he cooking up, I wonder? Toys invented, let them wander Geniuses are left asunder Some die young, and some die younger Joy is found within us all It has a face, and it's a doll Let's gift it to, like, half the globe Show everyone our new-found trope (This is just messed up!) Business is booming, but I crave a bit more Creations I have crafted to awake from the floor I wonder night and day what it'd be like If what we've made could spring to life Grant it a brain? That'd be crazy Slay the obtained? But how can you blame me? Impending doom, seek no freedom Don't interfere with the rhythm Endure the pain Preventing me from going insane You won't die in vain! Once they tried to stop me, and that when I said Metal mesh and human flesh, put it to the test! It's not bad, I swear If you close your eyes, it's not there There's no such despair Trust in Schrödinger's cat! HR wants a word with me, though I am the one craving human resources My program's gonna enhance thriving workforce and save your sorry a— Ah, Isn't it profound, isn't it profound? (What?) Oh, la-la Raised from the ground, by the greatest guy around! Senses call for acts of wonder Toys went missing, what a blunder Geniuses were left asunder Someone rose to fuel that hunger (Someone rose to fuel that hunger) Clever endeavors go a long way If you seek for ideas each and every day You'll go insane! This man has gone insane This man has gone insane This man has gone insane This man has gone in—
Writer(s): Axel Flaten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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