The Breakfast Menu - Polybius Lyrics

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There's robots among us
And they're steel solid folk
They don't even shake
When their foundations break
They're tired of changes
But what seems so strange is
They're not even sure
When these changes occur

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm the one that's not real
It's a thought I can't shake
That my emotions are fake
Synthesized feelings
Robotic beings
With cold iron lungs
And mechanical thumbs

Am I just an android? The last and the first one? Alone in the world?
The only real person? Will God someday greet me? Will people just eat me alive? But I feel...

I might not be real...