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Artificial world.
Artificial soul.
Artificial place.
Ordinary lights.
In this artificial world,
It's an artificial world.
It's an ordinary time.
It's no ordinary day.
With your systematic time.
In your egomatic way.
In this artificial world,
It's an artificial world.
Tell me How can I believe when I believe?
Can I believe when I believe?
He's a syndicated man.
With a cybernetic life.
With an infoponic soul.
With his crucifying kind.
In this artificial world,
It's an artificial world.
Tell me How can I believe when I believe?
Can I believe when I believe?
Why can't I believe...
Why can't I believe...
Why can't I believe in you?
I'm an artificial girl.
Singing over-polished songs.
In my stimulated voice.
Weeping artificial tears.
In my artificial world,
It's an artificial world.
Tell me How can I believe with love not here?
Can I survive when love's not here?
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