Such an innovative face
They are the ones who speculate
We turn around, they Blindfold all the weakened
Never one to hesitate
Although they always escalate,
For once I wish I were less obedient
High above the the clouds is where they’ll be
Among the reckless stars, behind the jealous greed
They shout at another, never think, about the human lives,
The ones who go awry.
Will there even be a trace,
Of the last of the human race
We turnaround and it’s so hollow
The lifespan of their engines (robots) hard to follow
What path are we gonna take
As ever more we medicate
Who’s left to hear us As we were silenced
No one to hear us as we’re silenced
High above the the clouds is where we’ll hide
Among the reckless stars, behind the jealous kind
They shout at another, never think, about the human lives,
The ones who go awry
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