Unit three thousand twenty one is warming.
Makes a huming sound.
When it circuits duplicates emotion.

And a sense of coldness detaches
As it tries to comfort your sadness.

One more robot learns to be
Something more than a machine
When it tries the way it does
Makes it seem like it's in love

'Cause its hard to say whats real
When you know the way you feel

Feeling a sympathetic kind of love
Dreaming a symthetic wish
As the lights blink faster and brighter

One more robot learns to be
Something more than a machine
When it tries the way it does
Makes it seem like it's in love

'Cause its hard to say whats real
When you love the way you feel
Is it wrong to think its love?
When it tries the way it does.