REPLICA - Written by Carroll Bryant
There's a problem
There's a problem being human
No one is humanitarian anymore
They refuse
They refuse to listen
They're more than determined to destroying the world
You can't stop me
The air that I'm breathing
Thoughts can't copy
God can't kill me
I'm a robot
I'm a new machine
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Now you know the trouble I bring
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Here's the problem
There's an issue and you can't solve it
Everyone is out to blame everyone
No one
No one cares to bring it
They're more than excited to extinguish the fun
You can't drop it
The wars that you carry
Hope keeps fading
Faith keeps waiting
I'm a robot
I'm a new machine
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Now you know the trouble I bring
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Why on Earth do we even try?
Kissing it all on the ass
Kissing it all goodbye
Why in the hell do we bother to even cry?
Wishing it all away so fast
Wishing it all goodbye
Why on Earth do we even try?
There's a problem
There's a problem being human
No one is humanitarian anymore
They refuse
They refuse to listen
They're more than determined to destroying the world
You can't stop me
The air that I'm breathing
Thoughts can't copy
God can't kill me
I'm a robot
I'm a new machine
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Now you know the trouble I bring
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
I'm a robot
I'm a new machine
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
Now you know the trouble I bring
I'm a replica of everyone and everything
God can't kill me!
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