Wake up in the morning already wired Check outside my window if the world is still on fire It’s my desire that we all feel safe again Drag and swipe the panels feeling the news Touch of red and yellow and a metric ton of blues And that’s my cue to give up and phone a friend

These are just the things that cut us quick and make us slow These are just the things that make us stay and make us go

Don’t know what to do my mind is blown I’ve got information overload Cause it’s typed it doesn’t make it so I’ve got information overload I just want to get us off ...This technology

Work through my depression starting to sink Noticing the difference what I say and what I think I want a drink that makes this all go away Turn notifications off with the tube Snooze my closest buddies Sorry if you think I’m rude My attitude is I need my space today

(photo credit: Eric Pickersgill)