Aerobotic from Artificial Live by Bëker

I look into this feat of natural beauty
And wonder still where i fit in
The waves crash on me till i'm crushed
This artificial skin

The cold wind doesn't hurt the unfeeling metal
And I wonder if I'm real
I wander round in logic circles
I wasn't programmed to feel

Hold me in your lies
And keep me warm till you wake
Tumble into your dreams
Your screams of joy

The timing seems so oddly inappropriate
But wonder when would it be good
Maybe a mistake is just human
I wonder if I could

Hold me in your lies
And keep me warm till you wake
Tumble into your dreams
Your screams of joy

I jump through hoops contortionist I can't be what you want
I compromise self sacrifice I can't be flesh and blood
Erotic sin this silver skin in the clouds it will gleam
Slightly toxic aerobotic I want to be your dream

In awe of the power of maternal nature
I wonder how can I atone
This plastic echoes in the canyon
Am i truly alone?

• 80's
• Electronic
• Synthwave
• darkpop
• roland
• synthpop
• Prince Albert