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My system crashed like a princess on the runAll work was lost and the O.S. was doneWhat did I do to have faulty parts bestowed?Maybe the gods don't know binary code.I was looking awayI was looking awayI was looking awayNow it's telling me "Press the any key. Out of memory."Look up the maker and give the line a callThey'll claim the error is quite logicalMy tasks were simple, I had a good techniqueNow with computers they take me all week.All my friends have gone outsideThey all came past to say goodbyeI'm a slave to my machineAnd it commands me through the screenRadiation burns my skinAnd my bones.They're all in league it's an information drainThey're out to get me and drive us all insaneInsight me on to a hardware killing spreeCPU murder in the first degree From Letras Mania