I am a tender something
Caught in a golden cage
The wonder of new age
Created in a moving dream - just a concept
Years passed by - countless equations
'Til the theory about me was created
I broke their minds
Even though I did not exist
They were possessed by the dream
No one comes close to me
Sometimes I taste the salt from my skin
Life goes through my mind
I want to be damned
I was predictably influenced
By diabolic genius
No one thought about possible aftereffects
And now?
A failed experiment
Well, here I'm held
Fenced in but intelligent
None of them provides me with affection
None of them provides me with affection
They are afraid of me - the monster of a new age
Sometimes I wish I was stillborn
Sometimes I dream I was simply different
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