It's automatic, systematic, so traumatic... You're automatic. There's no real love in you, There's no real love in you, Why do I keep loving you? Each step you make each breath you take, your heart, your soul, remote controlled. This life feels so sick... You're automatic to me. There's no real love in you... There's no real love in you... There's no real love in you... There's no real love in you... There's no real love in you... Why do I keep loving you? Automatic. There's no real love in you... Automatic. There's no real love in you... Automatic. Why do I keep loving you? ...Automatic...
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