@migu music@

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