Out of Order

At that factory in paradise, Everyone knows its place. There is only one TV show, Not a single happy face. Colors attached to every neck, To track all movements of their souls. The best correction for these brains Is to get that good and timely controls. Every day is the same, war and epidemic. Whoever says, "No, sir," becomes an enemy. I feel out of order. Don't give me more likes. I feel out of order. Let new individuals rise. I feel out of order. It's time to change roles. I feel out of order. Don't repair me anymore. Don't give me more likes. If you become expert, What do you become? No one needs for you to be. Repeated words of how special you are, Brought to you by weekly therapy. My dear Lord, how things have fallen. Where can we relieve our sins? Thinking glowing but feeling sullen. Wait as chicken for their twins. Every day is the same, war and epidemic. Whoever says, "No, sir," becomes an enemy. I feel out order. Don't give me more likes. I feel out of order. Let new individuals rise. I feel out of order. It's time to change roles. I feel out of order. Don't repair me anymore. Oh. Don't give me more likes.