Joi King - Sim

Here I am, A robotic sim.
Choose my race,
change my face,
pick the time,
fast forward, rewind.
Here I am, A created sim.
Eat this meal, take a shower,
go to work half past this hour.
Sleep, wake up, pick up this cup,
earn this earn that, change my
clothes, change my hat.
Woohoo with him woohoo with her.
Do what you say, go to work.
Im starting to see that above the influence
I'll never be.
Because im just a sim and you created
me.

Joi King

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