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• Artiste: City Sleeps
• Titre: Prototype
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I made her from pieces of stars The ones that fell when you shot through A sky that burned not to return No other element would do Her soul was grown in the bathroom Her heart is just a red baloon I gave her lips from wild orchids When she came out of the cocoon Chorus: Not the real thing Not the real thing Not the real thing I can barely see the sun Now it's blue I can barely see the sun Because she kissees like a prototype I programmed her with eye color Majestic emerald green Uploaded with your attitude She will do it like a machine But no matter how hard I've tried She never smiles unless she's high And just like you Won't ever stop crying Chorus She kisses like a prototype of you Please come back and rescue me from the machines And I'll be wondering why you do it with somebody else Please come back and rescue me from the machines And I'll be wandering while you do it with somebody else Not the real thing Not the real thing Not the real thing I can barely see the sun Now it's blue I can barely see the sun She's a prototype of you Not the real thing Not the real thing Not the real thing I can barely see the sun Now it's blue I can barely see the sun Because she kisses like a prototype Her she kisses like a prototype