Paroles de Drone

Stare at the walls when there's nobody here Pull down the shades, 'cause I hate the sunshine Every day turns out just like the last Someday it will stop and nothing much will really change And I am just part of the hive Parts are replaced when machines start to break Eventually winding up on the scrap pile And what makes you so different that anyone will notice when you're gone? I won't change nothing at all Just another maggot in the pile Free will is irrelevant Just a weird coincidence Busy monkeys with busy delusions Just another maggot in the pile