Screens

By Samebrain

On ROOMS

Released on December 21, 2019

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If you look at our history, what is it that you see?

There's factions that group up and get what they want

With their newer technology

And now almost everyone's free

But we are taking it backwards

Don't you see?

We don't know where we're going

And we don't know where we're flowing

And we are moving our brain into a cyclic state of motion

While across the ocean

A hidden man is growing

A giant disgusting stash that's void of emotion

Take me to a new world that's broken, unspoken

And quickly approaching

It is an omen, that leaves our brains stolen

Leaving a token

A token that we desire deeply

Talk to it briefly, feed the needy, do it cleanly

Don't wanna be greedy

Or you'll make them think deeply

Makes them really weepy, makes them all sleepy

Scaring them all away will make them all keep me

It will make them all keep me

Yeah

It really makes me wonder

If we can all be friends

When we finally discover

Our distant ends

We're gonna find each other

And combine our minds

We will think together

When we go online

There's a screen around every turn

When are you people gonna learn

That they got a way they can discern

The screen that's in your pocket

It's too bad they did the crime

Controlled our simple peace of mind

It's a shame we didn't find

The sixth sense in our pocket

Got a quick tip, listen here now

The best way is to fight and find your friends

And forget your selfish know how

You will turn into something foul

People'll look at you and you will howl

But you know that nothing will come out

You'll need to take your friends, and pretend

Make sure your friends aren't weeping, or leaping

Everyone's sleeping

Why are they leaving?

Because they know it's the end

But need a reason

To open their mouth and start speaking

Yeah

It really makes me wonder

If we can all be friends

When we finally discover

Our distant ends

We need to find each other

And combine our minds

We can think together

If our souls are binded

There's a screen around every turn

When are you people gonna learn

That they got a way they can discern

The screen that's in your pocket

It's too bad they did the crime

Controlled our simple peace of mind

It's a shame we didn't find

The sixth sense in our pocket