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Synthetic fabric touches my synthetic skinI am an android but they call me alienI'll never be your jedi knight in shining brassI'll never walk up on the stage and kick somebody's assI'm not a cowboy riding out along the rangeI'm talking to myself and acting pretty strangeI'm not a sex symbol I'm not a handsome guyI'll never play the leading role in the movie of my lifeI'm an anti-christ and I'm an anarchist and I just don't know what I wantGive me good advice and tell me it's all right and help me make it through the nightI look inside myself and see my heart is pinkAnother suicide was fished out of the drinkAnother tightrope walker trips and falls and sinksAnother missed appointment with the latest shrinkI look inside myself and see my lungs are blackI take an x-ray and I watch cancer attackAll of the living cells inside mutate and dieAnd there was never enough time for us to say goodbyeI'm an anti-christ and I'm an anarchist and I just don't know what I wantGive me good advice and tell me it's all right and help me make it through the night From Letras Mania