Digitalogy - Abii

Though I tend to dream

A common thought could kill my sleep

We are atoms bound by a mad, twisted scientist

In a planet no one where knew or laid their eyes on

I think they used to call it God, or so

But if we’re up to date we’re fine

Technology just came alive

Though I tend to dream

Aimless shots would hit me clean

We are digits found by a sad lonely thinker — deep thinker

When you don’t give in I’m paralysed

'Cause you’re busy thinking otherwise

And then I come to realise

There’s a force that’s holding us apart

Digitalogy

Then I learned to read their eyes

'Cause there’s a force that’s holding us apart

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