Blegh
Obsolete and losing grip
So we dance to a brand-new apocalypse
Program the prophecy
As we offer our souls to the circuitry
No faith, we'll never go back (Go back)
So we scroll through the void of a blue-light black
Make sure to like and subscribe (Subscribe)
And please excuse our mess as we thank you for your sacrifice
The source code is hidden on our headstones
We both know the devil's in the downloads
And in ritualistic pageantry, it's dopamine or dignity
Survival is on a downward spiral (Log in, crash out)
Immortalize our fantasies (Never gonna be free, never gonna be free)
Through handheld gods, we beg for mercy (Never gonna be free)
Never gonna defeat the infinite scroll
We're diggin' for purpose in a bottomless hole
The price of attention is human connection (Plus tax)
And the service fee's your soul
The source code is hidden on our headstones
We both know the devil's in the downloads
And the loss of our humanity's our algorithmic legacy
Survival is up against a downward spiral
Log in, crash out, power up, repeat
'Cause you can have it all from the comfort of your seat
Trapped inside, am I living or alive?
If this is paradise, then I'd rather fucking die
Blegh
I won't bend, I won't break
I won't bow to the goddamn enemy
Subvert, delete
I won't beg for the goddamn vanity
The source code is hidden on our headstones
The blindfold is written in the macros (Macros)
And I'll fight (Fight) through (Through) the irony
To break (Break) down (Down) the binary
Survival will override our downward spira
Ugh
Log in, crash out
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