What's in the box
What's in the box
What's in the box
Surrounded by all of these black mirrors and can't see ourselves any clearer
Mama used to say it was a one-eyed demon
Now its a hydra whose heads are all of these screens in
Our hands in every room, even on every appliance
More and more connection increasing our reliance
On the box, the perfect shape for what it does to your mind
Box it in, dumb you down, you don't even know that you blind
Yeah, that glow is coming from the screen cause its dulling your shine
You got a clock in your face and you still can't see the sign of the times
Humanoid robots conquer us, if you follow science fiction
But those stories are just that, that's not how machines accomplished that mission
Expectations versus reality, nothing is as it seems
Cause our robot overlords turned out to be all of these screens
And they want it all, Our time, energy, money, space, attention
And we losing the war we didn't know about, Started texting and missed the beginning
Divide and conquer, there's an app for that, a billion ways to get between us
Smartphone is an understatement, the way they enslave us is genius