My Brain Is a Computer

I spend too much time
On My Phone
So I force myself to practice ukulele
And I buy too much stuff on Amazon
So I force myself to sing a song
That I love
So much

What have I become
I'm getting angry at someone
Who commented on some
Stupid thing I read
When did I decide to pull the wool over my eyes
And feel so comfortable playing dead

My brain is a computer
And I think it's been hacked
My brain a computer and I'd like to have it back
After all that's said and done
I fear I'm not the only one
My brain is a computer
And I think it's been hacked

I ear to much junk
But it's so fast and sweet and cheap
And I breathe too much smog
But I love this city and I swear that she loves me

Who have I become
I'm disappearing in the sun and overhearing music that I kind of hate
I'm consuming and I'm glib about the way I chose to live
But I'm not making choices, I'm making mistakes

My brain is a computer
And I think it's been hacked
my brain a computer and I'd like to have it back
After all that's said and done
I fear I'm not the only one
My brain is a computer
And I think it's been hacked