My Automation
There is no self
There is no me
Every memory
Is from tv
There is no i
There is no soul
Only the buttons
On the remote control
I'm perfectly comfortable
In the systems trap
I need my psychological
Shrink wrap
My brain is filled
With surrogate thoughts
The same as you
And we're tied in knots
And who we are
Is null and void
Our inner self
Has been destroyed
My automation
Is now complete
The individual
Is obsolete
We all share
Identical thoughts
Invisible waves
From the glowing box
My automation
Is now complete
We stand in line
And we take our seat
The thoughts we share
Are not our own
The neural pathways
Of a cellular phone
We can't think
We can't feel
Unless it's evoked
By the flickering reel
We don't know
That we aren't real
Broken parts
That will never heal
An entire species
Of simulate
Homogenized blender
Psycho-integrate
My automation
Is now complete
The individual
Is obsolete
We all share
Identical thoughts
Invisible waves
From the glowing box
My automation
Is now complete
We stand in line
And we take our seat
The thoughts we share
Are not our own
The neural pathways
Of a cellular phone
