Celf Aware

I look around me, what do I see?
A bunch of people looking H A P
P Y, but it's a facade
Face in your lap-top in your palms

So connected, but connection removed
I got no time to conversate man just text me the news
I'm 'a hit you up later, prob'ly not
Cause we all want to be left alone, at a coffee shop

Yeah, got my laptop open
Papers spread across the table, don't I looked focused?
On my work, but I"m not, well I sort of am
When I'm not texting a friend or scrolling up on Instagram

Damn Buck, so much judgement
You think you're better than us, oh you're above it?
Not at all, well maybe just a bit
But that doesn't make me wrong, just a hypocrite

Talk to the hand, cause the face don't matter
Converse with your palm, as long as you got data
Busy all the time, we can never do enough
Hands always on our phones but we're losing touch

Talk to the hand, cause the face don't matter
Converse with your palm, as long as you got data
Busy all the time, we can never do enough
Hands always on our phones but we're losing touch

I can't stay focused, it's not my fault
I was raised this way, by a bunch of adults
Plus everybody else is doing it, so what's the big deal?
Yeah it all appears normal, but delusion is real

Can you really be alone?
And leave your sthmart device chilling at home?
Get a grip on your mind, not your phone
Reclaim what's yours, take back the control

Look how you pass the time
Can't sit still at a traffic light
No it's not a problem, no not at all
It's not screwing with your focus, hold up I got a call

Hello? Hey what's going on?
No, I'm not busy, just working on a song
About our present condition as technological slaves
And the corporations love it cause they're holding the chains

And they've got us convinced, we need them to exist
They make our lives so easy, communication's a cinch
But it comes with a price, your dependence and time
Not to mention pimping your info by tracking your eyes

But now I'm digressing, because the real message
Is how we're all addicted to a lack of connection
Don't believe me? You can even test it
Just watch your need to text when you're out with your best friend

Talk to the hand, cause the face don't matter
Converse with your palm, as long as you got data
Busy all the time, we can never do enough
Hands always on our phones but we're losing touch

Talk to the hand, cause the face don't matter
Converse with your palm, as long as you got data
Busy all the time, we can never do enough
Hands always on our phones but we're losing touch



Credits
Writer(s): Buck Bowen
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