Glued to the television
Taught to be just like everyone else
Kill sense of self-impression
Silence every whisper for help
Held by the leash of culture
Nobody learned to love themselves
In the wake of mental foreclosure
No one has found a place

How can you live like this
Are you humans or drones?
Surrendured every sign of life
You might as well be a drone

Artificial is your reality
Plastic perfection starting to melt
Praise in conformity
Follow the fashion until your death
The mind's a terrible
Thing to waste but you threw yours away
Just another clone
Another senseless mumbling slave

How can you live like this
Are you humans or drones?
Surrendured every sign of life
You might as well be a drone

Defined by everything else
No one inside
This artificial reality
Is your only home
Worship the emptiness
Absense of sanity
Dead in a world of
Artificial reality

You'll never wake up
You'll never wake up
You'll never wake up
You're already dead

How can you live like this
Are you humans or drones?
Surrendured every sign of life
You might as well be a drone
How can you live like this
Are you humans or drones?
Surrendured every sign of life
You might as well be a drone