Burn Blue

It's easy to critique from the comfort of your blue lit screen Got lost in your forum feed All I want A dream sequence speech The internet is a guillotine For every botched, echoed thought, all I want is some relief Burn blue A taboo salute The suffocating atmosphere The clutter of design Signs of repetition seen a thousand times Threats of impermanence Of what we leave behind The mind asleep I roll my eyes to the screen It all repeats Evenly spaced rings It's easy to critique from the comfort of your blue lit screen Get lost A dream sequence speech The internet is a guillotine For every botched, echoed thought, all I want is some relief I am the messenger of discomfort With words on decline Waged war on contentment A black landscape traces the skyline It all repeats Find a release A black landscape traces the skyline