Woorden: Rush. Grace Under Pressure. The Body Electric.

One humanoid escapee
One android on the run
Seeking freedom beneath a lonely desert sun

Trying to change its program
Trying to change the mode, crack the code
Images conflicting into data overload

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SOS
1 0 0 1 0 0 1
In distress
1 0 0 1 0 0

Memory banks unloading
Bytes break into bits
Unit one's in trouble and it's scared out of its wits

Guidance systems break down
A struggle to exist, to resist
A pulse of dying power in a clenching plastic fist

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SOS
1 0 0 1 0 0 1
In distress
1 0 0 1 0 0

Replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines, all machines

1 0 0 1 0 0 1
SOS
1 0 0 1 0 0 1
In distress
1 0 0 1 0 0

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines, mother of all machines