Screens

Young girl lying flat in her bed

Streaming images to her head

Homework or memes

Slime or Black Pink

Eight hours gone

Now her mind's blown

She don't, she don't want me here

Now the real world is dying

As everybody moves into the cloud

Can you tell me where we're going?

Where will we be twenty one years from now?

Everyone stares at their screens

Everyone stares at their screens

Old maid in the cottage next door

We don't see her much anymore

She plays solitaire

On her desktop

Searches for her kids

Now she can't stop

Did she think she'd go out this way?

Now the real world is dying

As everybody moves into the cloud

Can you tell me where we're going?

Where will we be twenty one years from now?

Everyone stares at their screens

Everyone stares at their screens

I miss my friends

I miss my family