she's metal
no heart
she's cold
no heart
i can turn her on
no heart
i still turn her on
na chromium
i'm getting closer
na chromium
she'll be my lover
na chromium
she's my only one
na chromium
won't stop until i'm done
she's the sweetest thing
she's made up of springs
i twist her knobs up tight
she keeps me up all night
her metal plates how they cling
they hug me so tightly
a virus to her i bring
as i spill my human seed
i am not programmed for love
i am not the one you're thinking of

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