Moving On

Modes of a muse
Will lose its luster
Given enough time or words could muster
Her choice in choices
Might seem maddening
Not a bit inane but always insane

The consolation comes from reassuring the self
And relieving what's left, met with reliving what's felt
What's left when you're interacting with a robot?
Up a savvy shield around a place that I would dare not

Can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I go?
Can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I go?
Can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I go?
Can I, can I, can I, can I
I will, I will go - I will, I will go - I will, I will go - I will, I will go

Become the centric
Yourself for them
Sow down the seeds in your wounds that bleed
There is a purpose
At least for now
Take your time and enjoy your ride

The consolation comes from reassuring the self
And relieving what's left, met with reliving what's felt
What's left when you're interacting with a robot?
No matter what you did, her stare remains harder than my

I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will go
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will go
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will go
I will, I will, I will, I will
When I, when I go - When I, when I go - When I, when I go - When I, when I go

The consolation comes from reassuring the self
And relieving what's left, met with reliving what's felt
What's left when you're interacting with a robot?
The last thing that you tried, you lined a scope up straight up, aiming for my

When I, when I, when I go, when I, when I, when I go
When I, when I, when I go, when I, when I, when I go
When I, when I, when I go, when I, when I, when I go
When I, when I, when I go, when I
When I'm, when I'm gone - When I'm, when I'm gone - When I'm, when I'm gone - When I'm, when I'm gone



Credits
Writer(s): Frederick Fernandez
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