Automatic - Uko

They say that feeling never ends

If you let go you must pretend

That the back of your hand

Is covering your eyes

I was shamelessly disguised

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume i’m in control

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume I’m manual

I kept my semen to myself

I lend my health to no one else

But the back of your neck was in line

All alone and so divine

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume i’m in control

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume I’m manual

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume i’m in control

I was always in automatic

Don’t assume I’m manual