Obsolete

Will I be free Once i’m obsolete? ‘Cause i’m just a few centuries away From being a useless bag of meat This ain’t no guarantee But it’s coming for you, for you, for you and me Oh will we ever be What does the future need? Is it bankers or lawyers or a few more online celebrities? Programmers or is it people in marketing agencies? Will we still need salesmen if sales are making themselves? Or artists if people only want to be entertained? Well the day me may know there won’t be no jobs left to hold And you will be free Once you’re obsolete ‘Cause you’re just a few centuries away From being a useless bag of meat This ain’t no guarantee But it’s coming for you, for you, for you and me Oh will we ever Be Is there more to life than Fulfilling expectations? Are we stuck here waiting? Hoping for the day that we’ll be free Once we’re obsolete ‘Cause we’re just a few centuries away From being a useless bag of meat And there’s no guarantee But it’s coming for you, for you, for you and me Oh will we ever be free? There’s no guarantee But it’s coming for you (For you, for you and me) Coming for you and me (For you, for you and me) No point, no needs, no point, just me No money, no goals, no hope, no home Cause I dont wanna be a good guy, or good man, or a good this, or a good that I don‘t wanna be efficient I don‘t want to need point want to have a mission I don‘t wanna force myself to be all disciplined to identify as a good citizen I don‘t want to hate myself anymore and loathe my existence ‘Cause none of you all gave a fuck ‘bout one in a billion I’m just one in a billion Just one in a billion No more than one in a billion Just one out of billions of people that’ll be obsolete