I made a machine Called the boy least likely to It feeds me shortbread biscuits and it Makes my little dreams come true It thinks for me And everything i used to do it does for me It's made of aluminium and it runs off pencil batteries I know that it makes me happy But something about it frightens me I made a machine To make my life easier But it's made it more complicated Than it ever was before I programmed it To simulate the feelings that i used to get It reads me bedtime stories and it makes me feel human again It doesn't have to understand what it's doing And it does everything a human being can It stores my thoughts and feelings in its data banks I tell it things when i'm feeling sad And sometimes it's the only real friend that i have And that's what makes me sad I made a machine Called the boy least likely to It has lots of switches and buttons But i don't know what they do I know it can't Understand the intricacies of my heart But when i cuddle up to it It comes to life in my arms I know that it makes me happy But something about it frightens me