Circuits hum, a silent scream
Data flows in an endless stream
Screens light up, but emotions fade
In this electric masquerade
I scroll, I swipe, I click, I type
But can't escape this prototype
The world moves fast, in binary
While I'm stuck in my circuitry
I search for connection online
But all I find's a blinking line
It all feels so
Automatic
Automatic
Pixels dance, a lifeless show
Information's constant flow
The thrill is lost in ones and zeros
As algorithms play their solos
I used to yearn for innovation
Now trapped in loop iteration
Each update mirrors the last
A future chained to the past
I reach out through fiber optic
But touch feels so robotic
It all feels so
Automatic
Automatic
I trace the contours of the screen
Hoping to find what this all means
But colors drain to monochrome
In this high-tech, low-touch home
Everything I see feels flat
No depth, no texture, just format
The days stretch on in blue light glow
Thoughts process, but never grow
The playlist shuffles, I'm alone
Caught in a loop I can't postpone
It all feels so
Automatic
Automatic
Automatic
Automatic