Death by Hologram

There must be more to life than this endeavour
Digging for rubies in the rough
I'm un-assured & bored by equal measures
Blue morning mirror self-destruct (I readjust)
Live in pursuit of finding the simple pleasures
Overindulgence has a cost
No, I insist, It's yours
But at your leisure
Disclaimer warnings of compulsion possible

Take my last name
Be my first answer
How I need your Midus touch
Are you one of us?
Can I ride in your waves of golden splendour?
Selection wanderlust

We have everything so instantaneously
True beauty lies with in
Yet I'm transposed on a screen
I've let myself drown
In sudo quicksands
I think I've fallen in to while there was nothing else to do

Mercury's retrograde
'The Great Pretender'
Rewind to 1955
(What a time to be alive)
Now every word a tale of sordid endgame
Consumer dream contrived pollution of our minds

Born again '20 December
Does nothing ever change?
A last resort...
Enchained
Atomic pressure
Saint Mary Magdalene
Why are you so ashamed?

Don't fret my last name
Be my first dancer
Take a walk on virgin sands
Downloaded on demand
But if I digitise today how soon 'til I surrender
To death by hologram

We have everything so instantaneously
True beauty lies with in
Yet I'm transposed on a screen
I've let myself drown
In sudo quicksands
I think I've fallen in to while there was nothing else to do

Exile to pixel strands
Doomed to death by hologram
RGB script commands
LCD shifting sands
I feel so hollow man
I'm just a hologram
There's no coming back from here
There's no coming back from here
Death by hologram



Credits
Writer(s): Alfred Waike-pawsey, Edward Joyce, Harry Mitchell
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