Letra de Smartfriend

Eighty pounds of me have turned to cipher and debris in preparation of a future moving in
I was not sufficient with a low nocturnal vision and resilient but retrograding skin
Sure I am excited to be happily invited, though a wire has been gnawing like a mole
This is not the lie I had expected to apply, when I was dragging my deformity down the hole
Down the hole

I am fit for every stage of labor in the golden age of marrying technology and mind
Thanks to the ambition of my physical edition I am taller than the man I left behind
I have good intentions, but a few of my extensions are sharpening the ending of a pole
This is not the lie I had expected to apply, when I was dragging my deformity down the hole

This is what you made of me, a big mistake
This is what you gave to me, another traitor
Another traitor

This is what you made of me

This is what you made of me, a big mistake
This is what you gave to me, another traitor
Another traitor
A failed creator