Il testo della Robots took me on the outside of dogs

Sometimes at bus stops and on daytime soaps you can here people say " no peace for the wicked" they never offer a nuanced version. and maybe words are just noise or a set of marks on paper. robots took on the outside of dogs. perhaps this sounds obscure, sometimes i presume if i did not think i would be happier. if i did not think for a second or two i would avoid my anxiety and my tears. determined versions would fade away.