High Speed - Single Mothers

She’s like

Look at this pollution

Man

It’s turning us to plastic

We won’t even have to wait for ai

Isn’t that fantastic

We’re like the borg but more bored

Data but more lore

Oh

Emotions such a chore

Just command me like you’re

Brain dead but breast fed

Megabytes straight from that mothership internet

When my computer goes to sleep

I guarantee it dreams of me

Nobody knows me better than my search history

We share a special bond

History’s all logged

Won’t forget me when I’m gone

Even though I can only type like 30 words a minute

I’m high speed

I’m testy

I’m a blessing to the word processor

With some real boy feelings

Oh please

Here’s my pledge of allegiance

To the kids I can already hear making fun of this

I respect a good quip

In fact

I’m looking forward to reading it

She’s like

Look at this delusion

Man

It’s turning us erratic

We’ve lost all our sense of patience

Now

It’s that just tragic

To a modem spitting static

A new language has plagued us

Yada yada yada

Shut up I’m trying to stream this

Imagine who we’d be

At the start of any other century

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I’m high speed

I’m testy

I’m a blessing to the word processor

With some real boy feelings

Oh please

Here’s my pledge of allegiance

To the kids I can already hear making fun of this

I respect a good quip

In fact

I’m looking forward to reading it

Here’s my pledge of allegiance

To the kids I can already hear making fun of this

I liked the older shit

Whatever happened to single mothers