All the time I move around with no sense of purpose, I'm created to serve, is that a blessing or a curse?
Am I just a bunch of circuits? No emotions, only cold-hearted? Would I be the same even if I'm reformatted?
I see people holding hands, My system can't comprehend,
What's the meaning of all these? Will I ever have this feeling of bliss?
All my limbs they move with grace and perfect tension, But I'm not alive, just clockworks in my master's mansion,
Do I look beautiful? That is beyond my comprehension, Why do I have these feelings? Will I ever fulfill my satisfaction?
How can I live without a heartbeat? Am I just broke beyond repair? A never ending walk upon this lone street, Is there someone like me out there?
As the years past, I've been replaced at last, Left in a wasteland to rust, Just junk metal collecting dust.
Saw you charging at a station, You grabbed my attention, There's a tingling sensation, I stopped for a conversation.
I'm just a bunch of steel, I never thought that I could feel!
When we look into each other’s eyes, There's nothing more to disguise, Bluetooth or WiFi? We're more than just sci-fi!
Now there is someone like me, out there.