Beware

It was polluting creativity
Strangling and cutting off the soul
Filling up with others thoughts
And forgetting your own
Had to had to cut the vine
From the bottom of the root
It's still stretched up high
But it will die
You will come back to life
With arms reaching out for sunshine
Pick me up and cradle me
Keep me from the vines of technology

Beware the vines of technology
Beware the vines of technology
How much does it take from you
Strangle suffocate
Live off life not mine
I learned to cut the vine
Beware the vines of technology
Beware the vines of technology
Beware

It was polluting creativity
Strangling and cutting off the soul
Filling up with others thoughts
And forgetting your own
Had to cut the vine from the bottom of the root
Had to cut the vine from the bottom of the root
Had to cut the vine from the bottom of the root

Beware the vines of technology
Beware the vines of technology
How much does it take from you
Strangle suffocate
Live off life not mine
I learned to cut the vine
Beware the vines of technology
Beware the vines of technology
Beware



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Nodar
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