Rise of the Robots - Staple

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