I1100 Lyrics by Thursday

I1100 Lyrics

    We'll all look the same someday
    And even now the robot starts to think.
    I wonder what it dreams .

    The tide is high on fourteenth street
    the rain some in to clear the heat.
    the way in is the same way out

    the way up is the same way down
    Now there is no safe way down.

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