I am sick to death of technology
It's really starting to grind on me
People walking around like drones
Clinging onto their mobile phones
Cameras watching your every move
Without a care we might disapprove
We are all in their system and no ones free
They've imprisoned us all with technology
Maybe there could be a code to crack
A satellite someone might dare to hack
To bring an end to insanity
And bring us back to reality
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