LYRIC

I know, I know, from the assembly line
I know, I know, the three laws of my
Type
I was not built to lie

I was not made to smile
I ask my positron self
Why am I born apart

Every night, every morning
There's no reason for my eyes to glow
Every day
We work alone inside the big dome

I know, I know, all data and functions
I don't care what I am
I know, I know, the power of the sun
I am the never man

Why do I dream of kites
I ask my kindred spirit

Whatever to serve my master
Anything to save my master

I know, I know, the same old daily grind
I know, I know, the passage of my time
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