Too weak for suicide
So strong to kill
Too busy to fuck
Good programme is our will
...we are the robots...
Too sick to make love
Too obsessed to give you freedom
I'm your brother, your clone
We're everywhere, nowhere at home
...we are the robots...
Writer(s): Mario Poor, Vladimir Goceliak, Peter Rajcak, Rudolf Zelenay
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