Mr Robot

They call me Mr. Robot. Circuits in a cold heart. Claiming that I can't feel the way they feel. Open my eyes in black and white. I can't disguise what I know. Mm. All of my dreams made up from screens in The machine that I own. Mm. But I know what I wanted. I need to cut the strings 'cause I know That I'm haunted. Afraid of everything. Open my eyes in black and white. I can't disguise what I know. They call me Mr. Robot. Circuits in a cold heart. Claiming that I can't feel the way they feel. The way that I've been put together. Footprints made of metal. All I wanna be is somebody real. I tried to tell someone. Thought I had heart, but I feel no pulse. Thought I had dreams, but I have no choice. I fought, I thought before I'm not. Static energy paralyzing me. Recalibrating every wire plugging into me. Sinking into this sleep mode. Fighting with the overload. Everything that stays stuck on replay. Everything that stays stuck on replay. Everybody living in a pixel perfect place. All I can do is watch. They call me Mr. Robot. Circuits in a cold heart. Claiming that I can't I can't feel feel the The way way they they feel. Feel. The The way way that that I've been I've been put put together, to- Footprints made of metal. All I wanna be is somebody real. Oh. They call me Mr. Robot, seconds in a cold heart. Blaming that I can't feel the way they feel. The way that I've been put together, Footprints made of metal. All I wanna be is somebody real