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Billions of electrical pulses arranged in calculated orders and adjusted to custom volumes

All to construct a moment worth capturing

Pieced apart until everyone thinks that theyre the voice of their generation.

 

Subtlety is a gift rarely given to those who want to be noticed

We starve for attention like termites, eating ourselves out of our own shelter

 

Is this an imbalance of hormones or simply an imbalance of thought?

An over-indulged imagination or a pristine memory?

And despite the acting and the irony, the fashion and the facsimile...we starve for more

 

Convenient flaws in our designs

They swallow us whole like southwestern divides

But cryptically speaking, I love you

 

A decade down the line or maybe an hour, who will remember these waves of sound floating into nonexistence as quickly as they pass my lips?

These messages: molded, manufactured, and marketed to a specific age demographic

 

There's a point where protocol surpasses politeness

Where we utter words of praise and oaths of love out of fear of abandonment

 

Is it a lack of insight or simply a loss of control?

A matter of deception or a matter of fact?

And despite the acting and the irony, the fashion and the facsimile...we starve for more

 

Convenient flaws in our designs

They swallow us whole like southwestern divides

But cryptically speaking, I love you