And all the people say
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold
Diving back into some sort of realism. I think I'll go back and mess with the fur, but for right now it's staying how it is.
Please do not reupload/trace/steal/use for personal use. Thank you.
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