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If you need a hand, just ask the mechanical man But don't take to much, it's easy to overindulge Let's have a chat, of how we've come to this A self-Inflicted fall into our own abyss What a lovely day, we don't need you now I'll guess I'll disconnect and watch it all go down Make me obsolete, Let them replace us with machines An Artificial Coterie No place for me, without a purpose a to be This all could be so nice if we weren't run by greed Were on a narrow path, becoming incomplete You'll find the aftermath is starving in the streets Make me obsolete, Let them replace us with machines An Artificial Coterie Rotting in our beds, Wires running round inside our heads Just push play, for the end of days Make me obsolete Let them replace us with machines An Artificial Coterie Rotting in our beds, Wires running round inside our heads