Rise of the Robots-Staple

Here they come. They€™re marching my way again. I can see my reflection in their metallic skin Here they come. They€™re calling my name again. Conformity is their staple and status, their weapon Oh my precious sold out reputation! It means so much more than my beliefs! Will I face full attack from you? Will I break again like I€™ve been known to? Falling face first on my conscience today, But it€™s so much more comfortable this way. Come to me, my little sweet! I€™ve got scores of processed friends for you to meet. You€™ve always been my favorite dish. You€™re number 85 on my list. Come to me, my little baby! Please say yes, not no or maybe. Come to me my little treat! The system€™s hungry and it wants to eat. I already know that you don€™t love me so if I do not change, you€™ll just walk away