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I bet you can stop checkin - and yer mitts start sweatin - when those beeps you’re gettin - their relentless beckon
Is settin off alarms - it’s attached to your arms - these ain’t lucky charms - they’ll put you in harm’s
Path in an instant - a runaway infant - behind the wheel out to deal with a pin sent
Out to a virtual existence entrance - driverless vehicles already see the world
You better look out for me - cuz I’m not looking for you - I’m just focused
On my world in my palms - It is everything - there is and ever will be
Just ask all of my friends - this box is keeping track - of how many
I have and all of their stats - and we might never speak - we’re just zombies
Funny how the phone is smart but the owner’s aren’t - you should add a brain to cart
Train of thought I think not that’s a pogo stick - stuck in the sand of quick
Thick or thin take a pic and win - now your life ends and the likes begin
We might be in the push button age - walking into oncoming traffics way
You better look out for me - cuz I’m not looking for you - I’m just focused
On my world in my palms - It is everything - there is and ever will be
Just ask all of my friends - this box is keeping track - of how many
I have and all of their stats - and we might never speak - we’re just zombies
You better look out for me - cuz I’m not looking for you - I’m just focused
On my world in my palms - It is everything - there is and ever will be
Just ask all of my friends - this box is keeping track - of how many
I have and all of their stats - and we might never speak - we’re just zombies
Now I own the phone but it doesn’t own me - no internet - no mail or teevee
No text or faces, maps or locators - admit it takes photos and my pocket space grows so
The digi cam stays home alone like Macaulay - and no - my face isn’t lit up in dark hallways
Nope - I call people - yup - I hear voices - 13 bux a month for smart choices