Robophobia

The mouths move but I can't hear them

The voices sound like televisions

When they're tuned to snow

And I'm wondering just what they know

They can't sleep they have no eye lids

Their bodies hung just like our heaters in the microwaves

But their heads turn

They'll be watching you

This is not a joke my boy

They're not something we understand

Don't think they live the way we do

They can spend but it's not because they tell them to

Don't breath or drink anything

They say they don't need things that we still need

Now I'm wandering just what that means

They don't sleep they have no eyelids

I hear them moving near my window

When I'm down for bed

I think they're after what's inside my head

I can't think the wheels keep spinning

There's more of this that I can I'm not sure what they need

But my hands are tied

There is nothing much that I can do

This is not a joke my boy

They're not like those parts are missing

There's no hearts but inside their chest

Don't feel the laugh or regret

Don't know just what it means to lose some things

That you cannot get back

Now I care to find what they lack

Oh, they'll come for our heads

They'll come for our heads

Oh, they'll come for our heads

They'll come for

I heard a knock on the door

But there was no answer

I peaked through the crack

And the hand pulled me through

They dragged me outside then

You tried to stop them

There were too many

You did what you could