Crobot
not for sale
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She's out of some with living
She's out of heart with giving
In this long line of shield
She could be filling
She will full possession
A spill lit obsession
And now you're crawling your way through
In your existence
You beg it down to be here
Short temper fills
Now she's
No long, my soul is not for sale
My soul