UFOs were not seen
Until they were on me
Aliens, they dropped seeds
Now the flesh I have's not me

Can't run away
Thought tries to form, it just untethers
Can't think of "escape"
Won't fit with their plan
My skin was once a shade I might've called "tan"
Now it's some synthetic shade of black
Some green lines decorate it, might look nice
If I still had an identity
Outside The Collective now, 'fraid that's a "nay"

I think I'm a drone now
The words "I", "self" and "me" don't want to come out
I think I'm a drone now
The new parts of my brain want to kill pronouns

They took my face
I miss my eyes and my hooter
What's not in my brain:
Mem'ries of their use
Got overwritten by the aliens' plans
Still a work in progess, so I grasp
Onto the threads to stay non-robotlike
And since none of my limbs obey me
That's all that I can do now, it's kinda lame

I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
A battle in my brain? Borin' battleground
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
I'm gettin' pretty sick of the "OBEY" sound
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
I'm lookin' quite the same as all those around
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
Got zero unique style, the worst damn part that I've found

If I was a little less bland
Then I'd deal with the aliens' plans
To make the world their slave, no, that's a lie
But by pretendin' to be petty
My humanity's kept sound and tight and safe

I think I'm a drone now
A cookie-cutter shape to bring my world down
I think I'm a drone now
Like some alien queen's gonna wear the crown

I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
The more I whine and moan, the more I'm slowed down
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
Keep singin' in my brain 'til the words can come right out
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
I hope the others can figure my plan out
I think I'm a drone now (a drone now)
From the inside, we'll take 'em down now

I curse that day (a drone now)
Saw UFOs, started moonin' (dumb move, wow)
I'd still be their slave (a drone now)
Would feel less like a dumb clown now (straight up clown)
Might kill my memories
But they cannot kill me (a drone now)
They'll regret their slave seeds
Once control's back to me
Slight problem with that, see
Sense of time's gone from me
So by the time I'm free
The world's under their nine feet

A drone now
Lots around
A drone now
Tons around