automation

Death by automation Death by the tap of a phone or a soulless machine Human cutting down human Nothing spared above or below the knees Where will all the people go When the people trade people for machines Death by automation Going going gone and a reason to be Death without conversation Divorced from the very things we are meant to feel Stuffed inside our own boxes The puppet trying to dance without any strings Where will all the people go When the people trade people for machines Death by automation Going Going gone and a reason to be It is all consuming No one is immune to the drum or beat Death by automation Stay on line click yourself your dreams Death by automation The obedient suicide of man made industry AI nightmares on the horizon Trapped inside an all consuming screen Where will all the people go When the people trade people for machines Death by automation Going going gone and a reason to be Death by automation Death by the tap of a phone or a soulless machine