Tin Man Love

Oily fields and neon flowers bloom
(Does) Jesus cry when robots lose their lives?
I can't even care what's 'bout to come
I just wish I could run into the sun

You can not, I can not, we can not try
To find our own way
I can not, you can not, we can not fall
Fall to decay
Reboot me so I can finally dream

I tried to find a way
Everyday, everyday
I wish I could be satisfied
Everyday, everyday

Please, son, don't you cry
You're the apple's apple of my eyes
Is it better now?
Please, son, don't you cry
You're the apple's apple of my eyes
Is it better now?
Is it better now?
Is it better now?
Is it better now?