I feel like a robot in your hands,
I don't know what I should say, talking to my inner self
Under a machiavellian sun, we striving for love
My eyes are dry and I'm highly functioning from dust till dawn
Under a machiavellian sun, we striving for love
My eyes are dry and I'm highly functioning from dust till dawn
I feel like a robot in your hands,
Like a machine when I'm sleeping with you in the same bed
I want to breath the sunlight with my eyes again,
I'm feared to drive insane
I feel like a robot in your hands,
I don't know what I should say, talking to my inner self
I feel like a robot in your hands,
I don't know what I should say, talking to my inner self
Under a machiavellian sun, we striving for love
My eyes are dry and I'm highly functioning from dust till dawn