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I took you to a prison cell You were afraid and I can tell And on a train we met a friend Who showed us that we should pretend We could pretend You could be my best friend Technology is a dead bird in your hands Technology is a dead bird in your hands Simulation Computation This is not a representation This is how I love you Your glow reflects upon my skin You are the key that lets me in We could pretend You could my best friend Technology is a dead bird in your hands Technology is a dead bird in your hands Simulation Computation This is not a representation Letras de cancionesThis is how I loveWe could live in a dream this isn't anytime or place to be Where is my liberty? This isn't anytime to be Buried under a tree This isn't any time or place to Through a screen I saw her face And knew that she was my escape Technology is a dead bird in your hands Technology is a dead bird in your handsSimulationComputationThis is not a representation This is how I love you From Letras Mania