Lyrics
Infatuated with the world outside the glass but I'm stuck here waiting
Watching the seconds pass and so sedated
By the constant stress of being evaluated
And underrated
They would have us believe
That we're dirty and miserable and all that we need is the machine
And they would have us believe
That we're destined for parking lots and washing machines and we're weak
But we are not robots
We are not robots
We are not robots
We are not robots
We are not robots
We are so much more
Imagination lighting up our shining eyes
Replaced with letter grades and rules to memorize
Indoctrination of a million fertile minds
Under the guise of leaving no child behind