Post Modern Rhapsody
Burning down the candle wick
It makes my motor tick
I don't get it
Did these people come with spare bits?
That terminator shit
Plug and replace it
Upgraded, updated
But you're never gonna fit in
Now I can follow trends and fashion
But I was never programmed
To show compassion
For some fucking Kardashian
And all this car crash television's
Giving me an aneurysm
It's the age of pretend
Superficial intelligence
I went and got a new phone
But it's just another thing that
Never rings
Never says anything
Everything is a parody
They're feeding off of your tragedy
You're cruise controlling and gradually
Joining the Post Modern Rhapsody, oh
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt (hurt)
Do you wake up in a cold sweat
Reach for your handset?
Do you feel like something's missing?
That's okay the birds are always listening
Do you love yourself?
Obsession to the third degree
Do you feel dirty, huh?
Do you wanna be clean?
You're just a 21st century amputee
And LCD zombie
Can't afford a brand new body
I'm inundated by strangers
They're fucking nameless and faceless
Oh you're self made by money?
Huh, that's kinda funny, honey
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt
I'm a new age romantic
(I can't believe my ears)
I'm turning psychosomatic
(Know what you want but can't have it, you're so)
I'm so poetically tragic
(And all I wanna know is)
Do you love yourself?
Cool, it's time to love me
I'm a new age romantic
(I can't believe my ears)
I'm turning psychosomatic
(Know what you want but can't have it, you're so)
I'm so poetically tragic
(And all I wanna know is)
Do you love yourself?
(Of-fucking-course)
I'm a new age romantic
I can't believe my ears
I'm turning psychosomatic
Know what you want but can't have it
I'm so poetically tragic
And all I wanna know is
Do you love yourself?
Love yourself
Love yourself
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt (hurt)
It makes my motor tick
I don't get it
Did these people come with spare bits?
That terminator shit
Plug and replace it
Upgraded, updated
But you're never gonna fit in
Now I can follow trends and fashion
But I was never programmed
To show compassion
For some fucking Kardashian
And all this car crash television's
Giving me an aneurysm
It's the age of pretend
Superficial intelligence
I went and got a new phone
But it's just another thing that
Never rings
Never says anything
Everything is a parody
They're feeding off of your tragedy
You're cruise controlling and gradually
Joining the Post Modern Rhapsody, oh
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt (hurt)
Do you wake up in a cold sweat
Reach for your handset?
Do you feel like something's missing?
That's okay the birds are always listening
Do you love yourself?
Obsession to the third degree
Do you feel dirty, huh?
Do you wanna be clean?
You're just a 21st century amputee
And LCD zombie
Can't afford a brand new body
I'm inundated by strangers
They're fucking nameless and faceless
Oh you're self made by money?
Huh, that's kinda funny, honey
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt
I'm a new age romantic
(I can't believe my ears)
I'm turning psychosomatic
(Know what you want but can't have it, you're so)
I'm so poetically tragic
(And all I wanna know is)
Do you love yourself?
Cool, it's time to love me
I'm a new age romantic
(I can't believe my ears)
I'm turning psychosomatic
(Know what you want but can't have it, you're so)
I'm so poetically tragic
(And all I wanna know is)
Do you love yourself?
(Of-fucking-course)
I'm a new age romantic
I can't believe my ears
I'm turning psychosomatic
Know what you want but can't have it
I'm so poetically tragic
And all I wanna know is
Do you love yourself?
Love yourself
Love yourself
Save me
I'm disconnecting from my head
Is this the end?
(It's coming)
I'm gonna break down
From all these signals in my brain
Am I insane?
(What's going on?)
Do you synthesize your thoughts at night?
Are you getting lost in artificial light?
I need to switch off
I'm sick and wired
So just give me what I want
And nobody gets, uh, hurt (hurt)
Credits
Writer(s): Kieron Pepper, Rachel Hastings, Sam Matlock
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