Algorithm

I'm everywhere and nowhere

Nowhere

No where...

I tried to wash the gloss off in the sink

But it's fused into the skin, it's permanent ink

"Fresh out the box," that's what I said before

Now I'm lying broken on the bathroom floor

The "Mannequin" is tired of the game today

But the numbers tell me that I have to play

If I don't post the picture, if I don't feed the beast

I'm just a ghost haunting my own feast

I pinch my arm but I don't feel the pain

Just a stream of data running through the vein

The System is watching

The System is hungry

It demands the Plastic

It demands the money

Pi -pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pick a style

I haven't felt a real thing for a while

I'm trapped inside the Algorithm

Dancing to a calculated rhythm

I built the doll to be a superstar

Now I don't remember who the humans are

I'm the "Zero and the Sum" but mostly zero

There is no savior, there is no hero

My survival is a code I can't control

Success is just a virus eating up the soul

Plastic Plastic... Plastic...

"Body like a weapon," yeah, the gun is loaded

But the software in the brain has been corroded

I'm scrolling through the comments for a sign of life

Cutting out my heart with a digital knife

They love the "high-gloss finish," they love the shine

They don't want to see the mess behind the design

I have to be the "Master of the Pasture" still

Or the Algorithm moves in for the kill

If I stop trending, then I cease to be

A prisoner of my own virtuality

The System is watching

The System is hungry

It demands the Plastic

It demands the money

Pi -pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pi- pick a style

I haven't felt a real thing for a while

I'm trapped inside the Algorithm

Dancing to a calculated rhythm

I built the doll to be a superstar