[Verse 1] Phantom pings hum through my cracked-lit room, Infinite grids bloom where my focus should loom. Thumbs numb from swiping through dopamine tides, I’m curating a soul while my sanity hides… [Pre-Chorus] Clock dissolves into pixel dust, *Three hours blur—*just “later” and “must.” [Chorus] Too many windows, too few eyes to see— New channels, new beats, new worlds haunting me. I’m sprinting a marathon stuck in slow-mo, The Wi-Fi’s eternal, but my bandwidth’s low. Can’t close the screen, can’t mute the glow, There’s magic in the noise… and I hate saying “no.” [Verse 2] Mixtapes fossilize in my “saved” graveyard, Half-drafted replies die in my notes app shards. Bookmarks pile like unread tombstones, My playlist’s a landslide—I’m buried in clones… [Pre-Chorus] Daylight fades while I chase the feed, Lost in the “more”—where does it lead? [Chorus] Too many windows, too few eyes to see— New channels, new beats, new worlds haunting me. I’m sprinting a marathon stuck in slow-mo, The Wi-Fi’s eternal, but my bandwidth’s low. Can’t close the screen, can’t mute the glow, There’s magic in the noise… and I hate saying “no.” [Bridge] Do we all float here, digital ghosts? Likes as lifelines in the algorithm’s coast. A universe of art at a click’s command— But I’m drowning in waves made of sand. [Chorus] Too many windows, too few eyes to see— New channels, new beats, new worlds haunting me. I’m sprinting a marathon stuck in slow-mo, The Wi-Fi’s eternal, but my bandwidth’s low. Can’t close the screen, can’t mute the glow, There’s magic in the noise… and I hate saying “no.” [Outro] To the hearts left unclicked, the tracks in stasis, The threads I abandoned in virtual spaces… Tomorrow’s cache holds another try— But tonight, I’ll just buffer… and cry.

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