Algorhythm

I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm Metronome of false promises is riddling the populace The opulence and substantial carnage against non-white bodies All for the sake of politics, cross-party arguments, money-hungry colleges Sacrifice your soul, a dice roll for a scholarship Hollow men with hollow tips, while we stay invisible and also feel like hostages How we get into this after all the work Obama did? How I end up like this after all the work my mama did? Why we still can't breathe after all the work those commas did? They just want me comatose, have my comments commandeered Photo capture with a caption, need a comment over here All awards and accolades and give me human of the year Jealousy they salivate, I sink until I disappear Stay up out the sunken place, work together while you're here please mind how your soul's fed instead of how your news feeds I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm We got our buds in our ears and our friends are in our phones Bunch of people on the train but we all ride it alone Try to keep up with the trends Try to see around the bends The one thing you can count on is your life is gonna end And so you could smash that like button You can choose to follow back If God was on the phone Would you text instead of call her back? The screen is an addiction Babies get a book, pinch to zoom in on the pictures And I'm one of the worst of'em I can't put this phone down Scared to be with thoughts alone now All I feel is push and rhythm And what used to be my center has transformed into a schism It's not enough to question how you're living We keep looking to the skies For stars, pies, ribbons Pray the satellites stop orbiting The drives stop spinning Control alt delete it all Back to the beginning I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm I can feel the push, living in the algorithm