About Take traffic for example,
In a slow speed camera, it all looks the same,
And our cars are just like blood cells in a vein,
And we’re all just the nuclei, microscopic brains!
Mindlessly moving these hormones, platelets, reflex messages,
These cell things,
For a body called humanity.
We all fuckin hate it anyway.
Maybe this body one day will evolve,
stand up and take control.
As single cell critters became ourselves.
And it will cease to need us anymore,
was that not 1984?
And if i break away and be my own cell,
Am i just a radical girl?
Or the free radical in this bodies gut,
Slowly killing us all.
Have I been sent on some wayward mission.
By the conglomerate