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Feed Video (MV)




Performed By: Arcane-Gel
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Antony Castiello




Arcane-Gel - Feed Lyrics
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Here opinions are like smartphones, everybody's got one
For bigotry a megaphone, prejudice a shotgun
Webs tossed spun, did we ever have control?
Tried to bridge a gap, built a residence for trolls
I dare you to propose a conjecture
We will throw out, oppose, hold lecture
Sex on everything, dead gen mortified
Click baited hooks push pollution to our waterlines
Wavelengths differ, shimmer into algorithms
Led to bear witness to how we're different
Divided by our differences, measured by our anguish
Balance is a lexicon of dead and buried language
Bandwidth, withstand content overload
Way too engrossed to recognise the comatose
Robot wont war adorning hardware
Bots will kill us softly from our palms stare
All of this at the tip of a swiping thumb
In the grip of addiction minds went numb
Infinity at the click of vibrant drum
A sickening twist to the highest sum
Impotence is dish we designed, so yum
Impetus of a trick and I succumbed but,
These rabbit holes are no longer our own
I feel like a 28 days late ape
Plugged into this hate, and this rage they satiate
Emaciate the truth dilute, confuse
Views passed off as the news
In view of dead body, I can't unsee
Two opposing invites to the same damn party
The art of presenting a lie
Gunned down by the filtered snapshots of a best life
Confusing what is real and what is AI
Where beauty standards simulate, take lives
Desensitised to this bloodied screen
Where everybody's trying to sell something
Fishing for a follower, a friend, found neither
Writing memoirs to announce to the ether
Today I stumbled on a suicide post
Reached out, was told to mind my own
I hope they're ok
All of this at the tip of a swiping thumb
In the grip of addiction minds went numb
Infinity at the click of vibrant drum
A sickening twist to the highest sum
Impotence is dish we designed, so yum
Impetus of a trick and I succumbed but,
These rabbit holes are no longer our own
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Here opinions are like smartphones, everybody's got one
For bigotry a megaphone, prejudice a shotgun
Webs tossed spun, did we ever have control?
Tried to bridge a gap, built a residence for trolls
I dare you to propose a conjecture
We will throw out, oppose, hold lecture
Sex on everything, dead gen mortified
Click baited hooks push pollution to our waterlines
Wavelengths differ, shimmer into algorithms
Led to bear witness to how we're different
Divided by our differences, measured by our anguish
Balance is a lexicon of dead and buried language
Bandwidth, withstand content overload
Way too engrossed to recognise the comatose
Robot wont war adorning hardware
Bots will kill us softly from our palms stare
All of this at the tip of a swiping thumb
In the grip of addiction minds went numb
Infinity at the click of vibrant drum
A sickening twist to the highest sum
Impotence is dish we designed, so yum
Impetus of a trick and I succumbed but,
These rabbit holes are no longer our own
I feel like a 28 days late ape
Plugged into this hate, and this rage they satiate
Emaciate the truth dilute, confuse
Views passed off as the news
In view of dead body, I can't unsee
Two opposing invites to the same damn party
The art of presenting a lie
Gunned down by the filtered snapshots of a best life
Confusing what is real and what is AI
Where beauty standards simulate, take lives
Desensitised to this bloodied screen
Where everybody's trying to sell something
Fishing for a follower, a friend, found neither
Writing memoirs to announce to the ether
Today I stumbled on a suicide post
Reached out, was told to mind my own
I hope they're ok
All of this at the tip of a swiping thumb
In the grip of addiction minds went numb
Infinity at the click of vibrant drum
A sickening twist to the highest sum
Impotence is dish we designed, so yum
Impetus of a trick and I succumbed but,
These rabbit holes are no longer our own
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Writer: Antony Castiello
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