Electronic People
(3:38)
Words and Music by Michael Roberto.
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I sit alone.
I wait for you.
And the snow has me trapped in my cell.
The water falls.
The process turns.
But the rhythm is so out of time.
Electronic people out there.
Calling my name, it seems so insane.
They’re looking for their piece of mind.
Playing their game, losing their shame.
I light one up.
And take a drag.
And the smoke rings are circling my head.
I point and click.
The message sent.
But the stranger won’t answer my call.
Electronic people out there.
Looking for fame. No faces no names.
They hide there imperfections.
Formatting their brains, masking their shame.
I sit alone.
I wait for you.
And the snow has me trapped in my cell.
Electronic people out there.
Calling my name, it seems so insane.
They’re looking for their piece of mind.
Playing their game, losing their shame.
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