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