AUTOMATION

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AUTOMATION

Love fine sensations
and mind automation/
Using A.I. is that frame of mind
that can frame your life,
but the same that stands in life's way/
I'm not a bot in a bottle/
I gotta crack a lot/
I don't get on with your work,
coz I got my own jobs/
You C.E.O.s are the real robots/
But let's hear it for your part;
your ear for a new sound dawn/
I'm pushing for your ears to be on my turf/
Do you wanna crash a lot?/
I hear the ground is running, coz global warming just hasn't stopped/
You should have a run-in with the law as an activist and drop a fortune in losing it until you drop/
Get on the floor when you're on the job,
and get off and all so your body throbs/
Waves and waves of emotion have you on top of them/
You can keep this up non-stop, even when you're down for being under powers on top,
like this is a prick/
Don't be soft/
Take shots/
As for me, she automatically left me again/
It's like she left me these lyrics/
All I'm left with is cold ink/
So, I put pen to paper, like I'm taking shots;
fast and hard, like an alcoholic on the job/
But she's calling the shots when it comes to my state/
She's writing the plot when it comes to my fate/
It's saying a lot if I call her my date,
coz if I don't call her another one, I got my head in the cloudscape,
like it's in a big picture of a fantastical state,
which I'm skydiving to take shots of/
I'll be living in my head, where our relationship actually takes off,
but in reality the fall is a great shock/
I'm begging for the rise of a relationship that's ad hoc/
I'm praying for findings showing that for me she has a soft spot/
I'm taking it for granted that I'm something when I'm not/
I'm diving into clouds that look like her to look for, and find, her. It's a long shot/
She'll never be there for me/
Air between us is the shell of the century/
She may run away a hundred times but never be spent for me/
When I see her head in clouds, it's not that she's the same as me and needing affection/
It's a mental projection of mine; a means of protection/
It's projection when I picture her being obsessed with me, when presently I'm never in her head and doubt I'll ever be/
She's never me/
If I think about more than a relationship, it's relationships; it's recklessly/
I'm tearing at my heart and that's inflaming all the stress in me/
I'm staring at my mug and thinking heaven's not ahead for me; the head of me ain't heavenly/
She takes a coffee-mug before me, like she's taking all my energy/
She takes everything before me, like addicted to resenting me/
I think that I have something to offer when I'm really just off my head/
To be honest, if an associated match could ever come to a head,
I'll probably be in Tunisia; on fire; before an uprising's led/
Oh no. Should I even go there?;
use my crippling loneliness to tackle human-rights abuses,
in redirecting it into activism; for rightful uses?/
It's mentally abusive when I take a pen and use it just to denigrate my being/
I am just a human being/