Hld Nt Yr Sl
Hold onto your soul
Inside is where it
Begins
There's a rhythm in my head
It's just
Hard to start again
Inside is where it
Begins
There's a rhythm in my head
Again
Blue light
Keeps me
Up
At night
Is my phone
In control o me
I've got a live feed
Of human suffering
That plays on my screen
Constant hoodwink
But theres a live stream
Dictated to you & me
On what to think
Why doublethink
Black mirror
Think for me
'Cos i need an escape
Black mirror
You're escaping me
I think I learned to talk
I've got a live feed of human suffering
That's plays on my screen
On repeat
I've got a live stream of human suffering
That plays in my head
On repeat
Blue light
Keeps me
Up
At night
Blue light
Keeps me
Inside my mind
What am I to believe
What I'm told or what I see
What I feel seems to escape me
I worry we're led to believe
In a figment of imagination
Isolated from each other
Translating meaning from a screen
Our kids
Aren't
Prepared for this
'Cos it seems
It makes its mind up
For me
& I don't like that
They're live streaming
Human suffering
Whatever happened to make believe
Our kids
Aren't
Prepared for this
I don't
Want them to feel
That they can't speak what they
Think
I've got live feed
Of human suffering
It's playing on my screen
'Til I go to sleep
What we look at
Determines our
Capacity to think
& what we think
Determines how we speak
Inside is where it
Begins
There's a rhythm in my head
It's just
Hard to start again
Inside is where it
Begins
There's a rhythm in my head
Again
Blue light
Keeps me
Up
At night
Is my phone
In control o me
I've got a live feed
Of human suffering
That plays on my screen
Constant hoodwink
But theres a live stream
Dictated to you & me
On what to think
Why doublethink
Black mirror
Think for me
'Cos i need an escape
Black mirror
You're escaping me
I think I learned to talk
I've got a live feed of human suffering
That's plays on my screen
On repeat
I've got a live stream of human suffering
That plays in my head
On repeat
Blue light
Keeps me
Up
At night
Blue light
Keeps me
Inside my mind
What am I to believe
What I'm told or what I see
What I feel seems to escape me
I worry we're led to believe
In a figment of imagination
Isolated from each other
Translating meaning from a screen
Our kids
Aren't
Prepared for this
'Cos it seems
It makes its mind up
For me
& I don't like that
They're live streaming
Human suffering
Whatever happened to make believe
Our kids
Aren't
Prepared for this
I don't
Want them to feel
That they can't speak what they
Think
I've got live feed
Of human suffering
It's playing on my screen
'Til I go to sleep
What we look at
Determines our
Capacity to think
& what we think
Determines how we speak
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Writer(s): Aidan Koop
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