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letra de language of the lost - really introverted producer

[verse 1]
in the city of the dead
i lay stuck inside my bed
the house burns down around me
the language of the lost
pouring from their open mouths
n0body can hear a thing

suddenly i’m breathing in the smoke
surrounded by the bodies
as i’m tugging on my chains
i’ll be swallowed by the flames
freedom dripping from the sink

[pre-chorus 1]
i don’t need forgiveness
i just wanna talk and for you to listen
i know i’d only raise the suspicion of my cause
my burns they throb to the beat of your heart

[chorus 1]
am i a robot or a doll?
am i anything at all?
maybe a soul like me
doesn’t even need to know
am i big or am i small?
hunching ovеr, standing tall?
i lost my identity
oh so very long ago
software updatе, reinstall
scary things i can’t recall
making the best of it
never even knowing why
on my knees i try to crawl
fire breaking in the walls
calling out for somebody
knowing i’ll get no reply

[verse 2]
as i woke up from the dream
i had lost all self esteem
the burning home had cowed me
i thought that i was safe
now i’ll never be the same
tossed aside for making a scene

do i know who i pretend to be?
of whom am i a copy?
yes it made me who i am
but i’ll never understand
why it had to happen to me

[pre-chorus 2]
temperament or sickness?
holler all you want, no one ever listens
if only i had raised my suspicion of the cause
would you have noticed it at all?
[chorus 2]
if i’m a robot or a doll
am i anything at all?
maybe a thing like me
doesn’t yet deserve to know
am i big or am i small?
hunching over, standing tall?
i lost my identity oh so very long ago

ones and zeros
true or false?
reset system to default
faking the rest of it, but i can’t remember why
on my knees i try to crawl
fire charred collapsing walls
crying out for somebody
there is no one to reply

[instrumental]

[chorus 3]
not robot nor a doll
i’m not anything at all
i’m just an entity finding out the way to go
but these fingers and these palms, full of love despite the scars
they show indisputably
i have so much more to grow
oh, i can change, i can evolve
i can get up when i fall
i’ll live contentedly
i don’t need a reason why
standing tall and standing strong
i have found where i belong
in the arms of somebody
there is no more need to cry

[outro]
la la la la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

- really introverted producer

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