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Down by the lake I realized
That 91 times I had made the same mistake
Let my lover and my children
Use and leave me
Emptied my cup of gold and filled it with lies
Oh Lord, forgive my childish ways
Programmed into me since birth
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Lady of honor and styrofoam
Homeless and unattended
Lost on your home planet
You knew no vice or indecision
Gently you laid me in heather and plastic
Unaided. Unwavering. Unyielding.
I knew the truth
You had not a heart
Only circuits
And a memory chip
Of what we once knew
When we were children and men

04.02.2010