All I See Are Robots

"Where have all the people gone? All I see are robots?"
He can't blot, that wouldn't be an interesting plot
That thought can never be undone
There's just a line in the sands of mind to separate the scum
The Truman Show nearly washed it all away
So concern of control still walks with him today
The trail is strengthened by breadcrumbs to appease him
Meant to seize him, all they did was tease him
The white hart departs, he must create his own art
His best friends are pencils, papers, and erasers
Manufactured by machines, his demons never leave
Even C-3PO linked to the droid control ship
Being inside the gates won't make the patrol skip
Reality and clones are truly even
No matter how relieving they still could be deceiving
The night is darkest just before the dawn
But solar power's long gone
 
 
He spies from behind suddenly robotic eyes
As the Pinocchio dreamer's heart slowly turns to ice
His skin to tin and his soul to control
He's the bird in the sky, a clone in disguise
A mockingbird killer and innocence' demise
His veins run lead with every proverb said
The box of an instrumental telling not to peddle
Money can't buy love but honor thy donor
Only starving Africans have the right to be sad
Look at all your movies, kid, you should be glad
You're not in Chiraq where my force makes little copper droners
No more New Hope, hand over the remote controller
*CLICK*
The Syrian sands block them all out
With such intent to censor and crush his thought dispenser
He must be Mewtwo delivering a clout

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