Droids

A population of droids

Fast unrelating not debating their ploys

Sat back taking what you’re made to enjoy

Is in-fact taking you straight to the void

You’re a slave to the joys

Instead of making some noise

You been sat waiting back for the day it deploys

It’s too late to avoid

It’s all fake minds are glazed we’re a population of droids

It’s all fake

Minds are glazed see how we all just phase into

Droids