Текст песни
I'm
not
tech
I'm
analog
And
you
treat
me
like
a
dog
I'm
still
waiting
for
your
call
Not
a
bone
you
throw
at
all
You
come
out
only
when
you
want
to
play?
You
keep
pushing
me
away
I
know
you
don't
want
me
To
stay
the
same
Lying
naked
on
the
floor
I
can't
take
this
anymore
What
is
gone
is
put
to
rest
Feel
it
ripping
out
my
chest
I'm
not
tech
I'm
analog
Teach
me
how
to
write
my
wrongs
Tell
me
all
I
didn't
say
How
to
make
me
go
away
How
to
make
me
go
away
How
to
make
me
go
away
[Willem
Dafoe]
Upon
what
do
you
base
your
opinion
Of
dangerousness
to
himself
He's
not
able
to
take
care
of
himself
Because
of
his
inability
to
take
care
of
himself
He
is
up
at
night
He
is
writing
two
books
He
is
sleeping
during
the
day
He
is
arguing
with
his
brothers
and
parents
He
talks
about
reincarnation
He
does
not
work
I
think
that
is
enough
to
indicate
that
he
is
unable
to
take
care
of
himself
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