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 eye lids
Their bodies hum just like our heaters in the microwaves
But their heads turn, and they'll be watching you

And this is not a joke my boy
They're not something we understand

They don't think or live the way we do 
Their finger's bend, but it's not because they tell them to
They don't breathe or drink anything
They say they don't need things that we still need
And 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, no shame, or regret
Don't know just what it means
To lose some things that you cannot get back
And now I'm terrified of 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 the hand pulled me through

They dragged me outside then
And you tried to stop them
But there were too many
You did what you could