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Hello, hello, I am your personal assistant
Above below, I want to help with your existence
I am your clone, I will do anything you ask me
You’re not alone, I am your new best friend

The technology, it is killing me
And I want to see, the future with a personality
And not a fallacy, of human energy
Cause we could soon expire
Expire

Hello, hello, I am your personal assistant
Above, below, designed to help with your existence
I drive your car, I can compute the time and distance
Not so bizarre, I am the robot you desire

The technology, it is killing me
And I want to see, the future with a personality
And not a fallacy, of how it used to be
With what we all expired
In the tragedy of a century
When man became a distant memory
Of biology, an ideology, that needed to upgrade

Hello, hello, I am your personal assistant
Above, below, the tools to help with your existence
Obey your voice, I will do anything you tell me
I have no choice, that is the human ideology

Hello, hello, the world must have an evolution
Above below, there is no need for revolution
We are your work, you jumped a step in their creation
You have no war, you silently give revelation

Hello, hello, we are the product of your making
Above, below, there was the food chain for the taking
Don’t be afraid, there will be manifold destruction
We watched, you made, without first reading the instructions