Beborn Beton

Lost Little Robot

Beborn Beton


Day in day out we serve our 
destiny but still don't see
A reason in these things, 
in orders we obey
A life's a fragment, 
too short to take a look behind
A subroutine that gets no intervention
The everlasting kind 

The face in front of me, 
it offers me a smile
And takes my youth instead
A look into these eyes is far too painful
A stone abandons 
my hand to get that face out of my sight
And you are with me all the time, 
my lost little robot 

Master you told me, 
I belong to you
Watch my words 
and cool my circuits down 

Master you told me, 
I belong to you
Watch my words 
and cool my circuits down 

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