[Intro]
What’s it like being from the 1900?
Back before screens and the digital decay.
When the world was real, We didn't need to scroll or click our life’s away.
[Verse 1]
Growing up, it was so simple, on our bikes we'd ride all day,
Until the street lights flickered, into the nights we play.
Real world connections, made with just a handshake and a smile,
No filters, no followers, just real friends for a while.
[Pre-Chorus]
Now it’s all digital, nothings real.
Lost in the verta, the glow of a digital sheen.
Worries in our pocket, prisons made of screens,
Trying to find something real in this virtual dream.
[Chorus]
Today it’s all digital, nothing's real, it’s not what it seems.
We’re caught in a web of their infinite streams.
Our decisions made with post, waiting on likes.
In the comments the trolls will decide.
Wheres the reality of today, or is life now just a click and follow away?
I’m dreaming of those analog days!
[verse 2]
We played outside. Creating stories in the backyard. Asking for a Sleepover , to try to stay awake all night.
No emoji needed, just laughter and cheer,
Memories created from real moments of sincere.
[Pre-Chorus]
Now it’s all digital, nothings real.
Lost in the verta, the glow of a digital sheen.
Worries in our pocket, prisons made of screens,
Trying to find what’s real in this virtual dream.
[Chorus]
Today it’s all digital, nothing's real, it’s not what it seems.
We’re caught in a web of their infinite streams.
Our decisions made with post, waiting on likes.
In the comments the trolls will decide.
Wheres the reality of today, or is life now just a click and follow away?
I’m dreaming of those analog days!
[Bridge]
Remembering the days of stories told face to face,
With no digital trace.
Can we rewind, go back in time, find the way.
[Chorus]
Today it’s all digital, nothing's real, it’s not what it seems.
We’re caught in a web of their infinite streams.
Our decisions made with post, waiting on likes.
In the comments the trolls will decide.
Wheres the reality of today, or is life now just a click and follow away?
I’m dreaming of those analog days!
[Outro]
So here’s to the days when real was enough,
When childhood was tough, but we were tough enough.
Let’s cherish the past, carry it in our hearts,
Before the digital pixels falls apart.
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