Robophobia

Their mouths move but I can't hear them

Their 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 eyelids

Their bodies hum just like our heaters and our microwaves

But their heads turn

You can tell that they're watching you

And this is not a joke my boy

They're not something we understand

They don't think and live the way we do

Their fingers bend but it's not because they tell them to

They don't breath or drink anything

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

Now I'm wondering 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 than I can see I'm not sure what they need

But my hands are tied

There's nothing much that I can do

And this is not a joke my boy

They're not like us parts are missing

There's no hearts or blood inside their chest

They don't feel or laugh or or regret

They don't know just what it means

To lose some things that you cannot get back

And I don't 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 a hand pulled me through

They dragged me outside then

And you tried to stop them

There were too many

You did what you could