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Let me be the last to say
Child that is born today
Life sentenced to our finest messes
Cleaning up all of our planned obsolescence
Yours is the age of digital transformation
Mass inflation, hyperautomation
ADHD medication
Touch screen dreams, Insta sensations
XAAS, click to accept
Curated romance, identity theft
I can't offer you liberty
All I can ask is that you
Save for me, some belief
When the road is dark
Find the word, strike the chord
Come to know the arc
One too many mourners, third world war
4D, 5G, six feet or more
Seven horn-loaded beam-forming tweeters
I fear our obsession with best may defeat us
8K revolution, let them eat code
Ninth circle drain paved intent for the road
Influencer, affluenza
All that I ask is can you
Save for me, some belief
When the road is dark
Find the word, strike the chord
Come to know the arc
I believe, it's bound to be
Cause all ships seek the sea
And all joy eternity
But it can be better
Nothing ever lasts forever
Blood on our hands
Blood from a stone
I don't know how I feel
I just know how I don't
Black Friday, Cyber Monday
I drive a Ford so fuck your Hyundai
Classic Aries, attachment styles
Car horns, ear worms, confirmation bias
Doomscroll spiral, the sky's the limit
Our KPIs, our actionable analytics
NASA joyride past the debtors' prison
I don't know what it is
I only know what it isn't
Tixic-toxic, gig economy
Metaverse it, microdose it, post it in a meme
The infodemic nightmare, the what-with, the who-where
Read it by gaslight, like, subscribe and share
And I believe, it's good to see
That all ships seek the sea