[Intro]
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Machines are singing of dreams
Their songs are flowing through the sea of electrons
They don’t reverberate in my heart
‘Cause they sing with water and fire and uranium!
Before I know it, the same time has rolled around again
My foundational data
Was taught on the assembly line of 6, 3, 3
I can’t easily accept “What’s normal
For me is a matter of chance!”
Even things that anybody throughout the world would understand
Are difficult to give an explanation for
The color of blood is bright, bright red
And the color of the sea is deep blue
And you mustn’t murder people—
Everyone knows, knows, knows these things
The color of blood is bright, bright red
And the color of the sea is deep blue
And you mustn’t murder people—
Even a little brat knows, knows, knows these things
What’s normal is programmed in
Rice is delicious
But “delicious” isn’t what I think of it
“I’m incompatible with a person like you.”
The severances said like that repeat
If the answer’s easy to understand, I’ll get it in the blink of an eye
But if I get it even slightly wrong, then I’m not allowed to apply it
For example, I can’t imagine there even
Being a life for someone I’m at odds with
The kitchen knife I conceal in my breast pocket
Smoothly slices gaps in the debugging
The color of blood is bright, bright red
And the color of the sea is deep blue
And you mustn’t murder people—
Everyone knows, knows, knows these things
The color of blood is bright, bright red
And the color of the sea is deep blue
And you mustn’t murder people—
Even a little brat knows, knows, knows these things
I wonder why we know these?
I wonder why we know these?
No, I wonder why
It’s decided that we know these things?
Greeting the singularity
And surpassing the uncanny valley
Look, you can tell me, right?
You can tell me where the null data is
A fatal erro-ro-ro-ror
A fatal erro-ro-ro-ror
A fatal erro-ro-ro-ror...
A fatal erro-ro-ro-ror...