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Apartment walls, are small
Government building, much too small
These tiny won't let me out
These boxes are too remote

It's a screaming
city dream
Your robot's eyes
In my future

not fate or chance
It's the in the bank
Burn their timber and gather
'em fire, the bloody dicks

It's a screaming
And I am the
The prisoner, the
Go

fate or chance
Kick in the face
Burn their and gather bricks
Drive 'em fire, the dicks

It's a mess
A television dream
robot's eyes gleam
In my future

And I am the
The prisoner, the
Well, I am the
The prisoner, the

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