Lyrics:
Connected by phones isn't ideal for two
You only exist on my screen
When living apart there's not much to do
Except read into what you mean
I hate
I'm an analog man.
The whole world's living in a digital dream
It's not really there
It's all on the screen
Makes me forget who I am
I'm an analog man
I'm an analog man.
The whole world's living in a digital dream
It's not really there
It's all on the screen
Makes me forget who I am
I'm
the plug on your digital clock
And it all goes dark and the bodies stop
Hey, I'm living in a magazine, page to page in my teenage dream
Hey, now, Mary,
make it one day
See me a floating on mi jet one day
Out of the jungle
Out in the street
I'm running this money scheme
I say Digital Gold I say Digital
always will
Bob works for the city, and Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at the Presbyterian Church
And the class of '57 had its dreams
always will
Bob works for the city, and Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at the Presbyterian Church
And the class of '57 had its dreams
on a leash
I move like days in a week
Niggas don't know the face and names on my teeth
Niggas carry a chrome piece, and separate the heat
Ain't scared
no future
If we don't figure this out
Dude in a lab coat and a man of God
(Come onto mama, come on, mama)
Fought over prisms and a forty-day
introduces the concept of digital minimalism as a deliberate and mindful approach to technology use. He advocates for a 30-day digital detox, during which
the digital realm where freedom reigns, chasing dreams, breaking chains
From city streets to mountain streams, I'm living out my wildest dreams
Digital nomad
the light of day
Straight out of Hell, Norway
Farger nothing
Burning fags like Ivan Seo
Carrier pigeon
Notification
Digital ghosts haunt me
Digital light
Every day you've go to wake up
And disappear behind your makeup
Take away your calendar watch
And you can't keep track until your heart attack
Digital
Rockin' the latest in, every day comin' at niggas
Rockin' the latest in Ben Stillaways
Fuck that, the next big thing, lay this as Hollywood
(General Michael Flynn)
"This is irregular warfare at its finest...
We have an Army Of Digital Soldiers"
We have been blinded by the lies
We have
nights and days
Sabot's awakening dawned anew, In the lab of the four wires it found
Its fuse seeking purpose in a fractured mind, A quest for meaning no
Yeah, I'm just sittin' in the lab, I'm
My name is Dr dre, and
I want all you mothafuckers out there to know
That I have a split personality
(Mr ski
welcome all of you to the pleasure dome
Of taking the look from the homeless zone
With digital aids in your telephone
Another day in paradise is nice
all of you to the pleasure dome
Of taking the look from the homeless zone
With digital aids in your telephone
Another day in paradise is nice
From
going digital, coded so that I'm scary
Zero Zero one one I'm speaking binary
Making sounds you never heard like livestock
Kings of the hill, and we living
lab
Anatomizing day after day
Necronstruction
Meat, organs, bones
A New being resurfaces
the pain
In the digital wasteland we reclaim
Our souls from the internets endless games
We're a glitch in the system a virus in the code
Living
I'm staring at a screen, it's all I see
My digital world, it's where I'll be
I'm living in a box, it's all good
I'm a punk rock kid, in a digital
Going aerial
Fair enough
Ride the day with or without me
Everything you see isn't all of me
Living in 3D
Start a new chapter
And everything will change
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