Attention Economy
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
Somewhere between cryptocurrency and hypnotherapy
The marketeers pray to master click-bait
Like a dark art dark thoughts
Are traded and they're fought for
Every second thought you're fed you'll be taxed for
You've been chipped you've been collared
You dream in billboards and banners
You've been made you've been measured
They know you better than you know yourself
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
Somewhere between false economy
And invasion of privacy
The algorithms pry
Dark corners of your mind
Just like a conquest the con is
They tell you that you want it
So you accept their target
And thank them for it
You've been chipped, you've been subscribed
And you'll pay with your life
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
It's a bidding war
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
It's a bidding war
You're just a small fish in a big think tank
Drowning in brands that
See your sentience as a commodity
They'll never give you room to breathe
You're just a small fish in a big think tank
Drowning in brands that
See your sentience as a commodity
They'll never give you room to breathe
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
They'll never come free anymore
Somewhere between cryptocurrency and hypnotherapy
The marketeers pray to master click-bait
Like a dark art dark thoughts
Are traded and they're fought for
Every second thought you're fed you'll be taxed for
You've been chipped you've been collared
You dream in billboards and banners
You've been made you've been measured
They know you better than you know yourself
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
Somewhere between false economy
And invasion of privacy
The algorithms pry
Dark corners of your mind
Just like a conquest the con is
They tell you that you want it
So you accept their target
And thank them for it
You've been chipped, you've been subscribed
And you'll pay with your life
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
It's a bidding war
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
It's a bidding war
You're just a small fish in a big think tank
Drowning in brands that
See your sentience as a commodity
They'll never give you room to breathe
You're just a small fish in a big think tank
Drowning in brands that
See your sentience as a commodity
They'll never give you room to breathe
It's a bidding war for your thoughts
They'll never come free anymore
There's no room to breathe
That can't be seized
In this attention economy
Credits
Writer(s): Lee Switzer-woolf
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