Robot Armies

 

Suicide nets on the Golden Gate

Legal fentanyl selling cheap

Those slaughterhouse necessities

At the end of mission creep

Build a second floor at hospice

A fluctuating state of mind

Lock them down into depression

You can leave the world behind

Self-immolation gaining traction

Back to the old days we will find

If you really want to stop it

Could "fragging" be next in line

What you don't know is how many

That still plan to tell you "NO!"

Even though you mostly purged them

With your vaccine-tainted show

Now we wait for all the traitors

When the spotlight shows their face

No more dressing up in costumes

No more hiding from disgrace

Take your masks and shots and battles

We don't want them anymore

All our leaders are betrayers

All produce a losing score

Separate from their confinement

Where the truth can't make a sound

Walk away from their arrangement

Burn their automation down

Robot armies don't know treason

They're just doing what they're told

But they'll never pass as human

'Til they learn to kill their own