Drones

Fed their lies through TV
Fed it in their homes
Keep you on the sofa
And make you feel alone

Oh my god, I'm becoming a drone
My wallet is empty
My life is just a clone
Doesn't matter what you say
No matter what you do
No more

No need to run, boy
No need to hide
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Oh my god, I'm becoming a drone
Produce it through the masses
And then shove it down my throat
Doesn't matter what you say
No matter what you do
I'm a drone



Credits
Writer(s): Greg Mattessich
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