Automated Solitude

[Verse]
I walk the empty streets, the only one left in sight
Silence fills the air, in this lonely endless night
I hear the distant echoes of a world that's in the past
I'm the last man standing, a memory that won't last

[Verse 2]
The machines hum softly, in their cold metallic tone
They carry on their tasks, in a world now overgrown
I'm left to wander aimlessly, in this automated land
A relic of the past, trying to understand

[Chorus]
Alone in this world of steel and chrome, I find my way
I search for meaning in this solitude, day by day
Caught in a web of my own making, I try to see
What it means to be the last, in this world that used to be