Will I be free once I'm obsolete?

'Cause I'm just a few centuries away

From being a useless bag of meat

This ain't no guarantee

But it's coming for you, for you, for you and me

Oh, will we ever be?

What does the future need?

Is it bankers or lawyers or a few more online celebrities?

Programmers or is it people in marketing agencies?

Will we still need salesmen if sales are making themselves?

Or artists if people only want to be entertained?

Well, the day we may know, well, it's comin' right?

There won't be no jobs left to hold

And you will be free once you're obsolete

'Cause you're just a few centuries away

From being a useless bag of meat

This ain't no guarantee

But it's coming for you, for you, for you and me

Oh, will we ever be?

Is there more to life than

Fulfilling expectations?

Are we stuck here waiting

Hoping for the day that we'll be free?

Once we're obsolete

'Cause we're just a few centuries away

From being a useless bag of meat

And there's no guarantee

But it's coming for you, for you, for you and me

Oh, will we ever be free?

(There's no guarantee)

(But it's coming for you, for you, for you and me)

(For you, for you, for you and me)

No point, no needs, no point, just me

No money, no goals, no hope, no home

'Cause I don't wanna be a good guy or good man

Or a good this or a good that

I don't wanna be efficient, I don't wanna need point want to have a mission

I don't wanna force myself to be all disciplined

To identify as a good citizen

I don't wanna hate myself anymore and loathe my existence

'Cause none of you all gave a fuck 'bout one in a billion

I'm just one in a billion

Just one in a billion

No more than one in a billion

Just one out of billions of people that'll be obsolete