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Lyrics
[Verse] Something about the way the dendrites make the copies Part of a problem with the design (with the design) Breaking the rhyme inside the verses and the structures (verses and the structures) Maybe they're meant to fade away Notice the way this thing calls every new song echoes Like in a pop song with the repeats. (with the repeats) making me segregate the winners from the losers Something about my memories [Verse] Something about the way the dendrites make the copies (makes the copies) Part of a problem with the design Breaking the rhyme inside the verses and the structures (verses and the structures) Maybe they're meant to fade away Notice the way this thing calls every new song echoes Like in a pop song with the repeats making me segregate the winners from the losers Something about my memories [Chorus] And now that i'm just wandering around in the street without any money and with no food to eat A modern life is not complete without a telephone sleep behind a dumpster hoping nobody finds me wondering why all the other people avoid me they only ask me for the number to reach me so they can block me on the telephone [solo] [Chorus] And now that i'm just wandering around in the street without any money and with no food to eat A modern life is not considered complete (without a te) (without a te) without a telephone sleep behind a dumpster hoping nobody finds me wondering why all the other people avoid me they only ask me for the number to reach me (so they can block) so they can block me on the telephone [Verse][Reprise] Maybe the way this thing calls every new song echoes (echoes) Is not a problem with the design Something about the way they do a dendrite makin copies (makin copies) Something bout my memory (it was meant to fade away) Somebody breaking all the verses and the structures Like in a pop song with repeats I have to segregate the winners from the losers I have to be my own police [Verse][Reprise] Maybe the way this thing calls every new song echoes (echoes) Is not a problem with design Must be the way they do a dendrite makin copies (makin copies) Bad copies need to fade away Somebody breaking all the verses and the structures Like in a pop song with repeats Come Help me separate the winners from the losers We have to be the new police [Chorus Repeats] And now that i'm just wandering around in the street without any money and with no food to eat A modern life is not complete without a telephone sleep behind a dumpster hoping nobody finds me wondering why all the other people avoid me they only ask me for the number to reach me so they can block me on the telephone
