Chronically online Video (MV)

I guess I fell for the trick of the play
Cause there's blue light flowing from my veins
And the sweaty palms that I've obtained
Are directly correlated
You could say I'm a slave to the algorithm
Knows me more than I do
There's no denying that is true
You can all judge me if you want to
My eyes are sore
My fingers are numb
My heart is beating
Like a drum
Don't think I've spoken
In at least a few days
All I've been able to do is hit play