Digital Fantasy

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Caius Hubris

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Pinch the clip and insert the tip softly 
I don't know if it's a cat 6; might be 
Either way data's transmitting nicely 
I'm admitting I love her now nightly
So frightening, connection like lightning 
I'll give you a Klu she rides: light biking 
She's on my disk now and it's the right thing 
Nimble fingers all the right typing 
Wiping the details: enzyme 
Push packets for a pixelated pastime
Last time I was praised for slick rhymes 
I said fine, but can I grab a LAN-line?
I combine, the best parts of getting off with 
The latest edition of Microsoft office 
Requesting access to the bra bits 
Ad revenue pulls the profits 
I'm hostage, D-DOSed it 
I'm good but, exhausted 
Primed to run the batch, but I lost it 
Whole brain on diagnostic 
Die agnostic? probably, yeah 
Cause if a deity's watchin me there 
With what I've been up to lately 
It's a one way trip: ornately 
In a basket with my vices 
Tangled up in wire splices 
And the priceless sacrifices 
Of love, pride, and mobile devices 
It's like this when I log on, I'm Don Jon 
An all my qualms are forgotten 
If she were sweet my teeth would be rotten 
It's just the digital fantasy I'm caught in 

Would you come away with me on a digital fantasy 
Disintegrated memory of a time we spent pleasantly 
You could plug and play with me on a digital fantasy 
Disintegrated memory 

C:\\DOS, C:\\DOS\Run 
No love lost Run DOS RUN 
Oh no we've encountered a problem 
Hold still I'll reboot the system 
Woman of my dreams Exe 
In plane switching on an LED 
Colors represented so vibrantly 
She captivates captains of industry 
Pleasantly she virus free 
And she knows how to ride the beat 
In fact she can't come off it 
In step with the tempo knocking 
Every day Christmas, full up stocking 
Filled to the brim with 6 inch floppies 
Audio crushed like a walkie talkie 
But I still hear the music when she's talking 
My dad said son 
I was once young too 
You should never hold on 
To things too good to be true 
So I must admit to addiction 
She's the reason I keep on clicking 
Whole house like a dirty kitchen but I'm 
Still stuck with a scratch I'm itching 
Shifting the hourglass sand 
Thumbnail details expand 
Used to be a dial-up lad but 
Now the cad is a one man broadband 
Wifi in the palm of his hand 
Imagine the fame and fans 
He could impress, but when he's alone 
He's stuck looking at tits on his phone 

Would you come away with me on a digital fantasy
Disintegrated memory of a time we spent pleasantly
You could plug and play with me on a digital fantasy
Disintegrated memory

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