If I had to lose a mile
  If I had to touch feelings
  I would lose my soul
  The way I do

  I don't have to think
  I only have to do it
  The results are always perfect
  And that's old news

  Would you like to hear my voice
  sprinkled with emotion
  Invented at your birth?

  I can't see the end of me
  My whole expanse I cannot see
  I formulate infinity
  Stored deep inside me