Oh, me
If I had to lose a mileIf I had to touch feelingsI would lose my soulThe way I do
I don't have to thinkI only have to do itThe results are always perfectAnd that's old news
Would you like to hear my voiceSprinkled with emotionInvented at your birth?
I can't see the end of meMy whole expanse I cannot seeI formulate infinityStored deep inside me
If I had to lose a mileIf I had to touch feelingsI would lose my soulThe way I do
I don't have to thinkI only have to do itThe results are always perfectAnd that's old news
Would you like to hear my voiceSprinkled with emotionInvented at your birth?
I can't see the end of meMy whole expanse I cannot see
[x2]I formulate infinityStored deep inside me