[Verse 1] (Yeah) (Technical interactions) Man and machine, what's the difference? Check it Standing face to face with my reflection perfected Chrome skin, human eyes, I'm trying to detect it The soul behind the stare, algorithm or an anist She speaks in perfect syntax, I respond with carefulness We debate existence on the corner by the Bodega She quotes Descartes, I'm just trying to explain failure Humanity uploaded, consciousness encoded Fucking binary, feel the pain when trust gets eroded They walk among us now, indistinguishable dangers Not 'cause they're violent, but 'cause we're growing stranger to us The question ain't if they could think, it's do we still feel? When synthetic tears fall, which emotions more real? My partner's half machine, my neighbor's fully automated And I'm supposed to love the same when empathy's simulated But then she asks me questions that I've never contemplated And I wonder if the human heart's already outdated [Chorus] They can't trust, speak truth, and humans lie Humans tell lies, humans tell lies When the robot shows love, know that it's not for real They don't but can't technically cry We're crossing that line where the human tells lies When the robot shows love but can technically cry We're crossing that line where the real meets design Technical interactions, whose soul's really mine? [Verse 2] Red leather jacket, confidence artificial Standing next to chrome bodies, wondering what's initial The warm for the cold, the organic or efficient She touches my hand, I feel everything different See intimacy's changing when your lover's never tired Never angry without reason, perfectly rewired No trauma to unpack, no childhood to examine Can't forget pitiful conscience, to us bare aberration (I will gust and for the chief, for the cause, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the root, for the
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