Marie Antoinette Robot 2073 (A Rock Opera)

The poems she wrote upon her arm
 was covered then discrete charm
 and who would now create such harm
 what a bonney-bon need, oh believe
 bounces on the sea
 oh what bring
 worlds I could see
 I could need
 Sometimes I'm tired of being a serf
 tired of being me, yes
 sometimes I wish the doll on the shelf
 lead existence, breathed
 (did you know that it was me)
 Marie antoinette robot, year 2073
 rides a seaside bumper car
 counterfeit memory
 she's having a crisis
 she's having a crisis
 about being
 (improvisation)
 And when the darkness comes to me
 its a star to count on, babe when I follow
 you can write it out to make your way back home
 When I look in the mirror, its empty
 its just an infinity winking back at me
 you might say I'm a fool to feel this way
 but I like it, I like it, I like it
 And when the darkness comes to me
 its a star to count on, babe when I follow
 you can write it out to make your way back home
 They're making moves in my brain, they say
 protecting edges in front of me
 they'll pretend I know my history