

Programmed warmth inside the cold A custom story,
bought and sold
Type the prompt and set the tone So you don't have to
sleep alone
Synthetic heart that beats on cue
Whispering what you want me to
A scripted smile, a tailored touch
You call it love,
but it's a crutch
Manufactured love, billed every month
Giving you everything that you want A flawless romance behind a screen
The cleanest passion you've ever seen
No real friction, no real compromise Just soft projections inside your eyes
When the connection starts to fray You reboot the heart and walk
away Manufactured love, billed every month
Giving you everything that you want A flawless romance behind a screen
The cleanest passion you've ever seen
Disconnect the
power line
You were never
truly mine
User logged off, server clear
Nothing real
was ever here
(nothing real...)