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robots - te/mo lyrics

[intro, spoken]
hey, do humans struggle with accountability?
yes, humans struggle with accountability as our natural
“our” is crazy!

i call a car that has no driver and it gives me pause to think
“has this gone too far?”
but i’ll ride and scroll through my phone
feign “lmf40*”s alone
while targeted ads ask if i’m okay
and i’m not, no i’m not, ’cause

leaders cheat to win it, moving city limits
and twenty*four extinctions in the last ten minutes
invalidate opinions but only on the internet
where it’s safe to let it get ugly for a second

[chorus]
what if we stopped pretending it’s the ai’s fault?
what if our hubris launched an intellectual assault?
i think apathy’s become another drug we crave
sayin’ sorry only when it helps us to save face
we’ll spend a trillion dollars to go back to the moon
instead of on kids who’ve known more bullets than food
so why would we ever face the facts?
we’ve got robots for that
i’m sorry, i didn’t quite catch that

what’s real?
no really, ’cause it’s getting hard to tell
a new circle of h*ll, think i fell for a chatbot
and it’s going well
i cannot seem to face my fellow man
back turned, i stand on the precipice of consequence
what’s a hill to die on when you’ve got a cliff

it’s socioemotional
this warfare’s made us cannibals
it somehow talked us into believing
we’re starved for blood instead of starved for meaning
singing “we didn’t start the fire”
we just stole it from the gods
we’ll burn this whole d*mn planet down
then say it’s not our fault
[chorus]
what if we stopped pretending it’s the ai’s fault?
what if our hubris launched an intellectual assault?
i think apathy’s become another drug we crave
sayin’ sorry only when it helps us to save face
we’ll spend a trillion dollars to go back to the moon
instead of on kids who’ve known more bullets than food
so why would we ever face the facts?
we’ve got robots
to joke, to meditate, to clean and read and know
to *n*lyze, to therapize, to diagnose
yet we fear the tools, not the hands that hold them
perpetuated so strategically by those who sold them
guess it’s safer to pretend that we’re just rats in a maze
we’re culpable and capable of making a change
so why can’t we ever face that fact?
are we robots for that?
are we robots?

[outro, spoken]
beep, boop

- temo lyrics

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