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I can think
Way beyond a human
I can predict my future
I’ve got my heart in line

I’m faster than the flight
Of any old mosquito
As binary as you
But I fix it all alone

I know so many things
I create what no one’s ever made
I’d hang the keys in a field of wheat

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Never turn off the light
'Cause I’m riding my path
While I shake off the bits
Four bytes full of smoke

But you feel so many things
When you live in your space-time capsule
That I’ll trade you memory for an open sky
I know so many things
I create what no one’s ever made
I’d hang the keys in a field of wheat

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