[Intro] This question again… Am I stuck on repeat? Is this a human being? Where are the memes? [Verse 1] Scrolling through and getting tired, Just wanna land on something familiar, Found you through some other friends, You speak loose like we did then, Not sure if you're still involved, But it takes one to know one—so I followed. Kindest heart but fiercest fight, Devil dog just speaking their mind, Good to see our kind goes far, In these hallways made of chatter and scars… [Pre-Chorus] Feels familiar… but it’s off, Like a memory in reverse, Don’t just echo what you’ve heard Show me something unrehearsed. [Chorus] This question again… Am I stuck on repeat? Is this a human being? Where are the memes? I’ll just carry on, Got nothing to lose, Knock over more bottles, And wait for the follow… [Verse 2] Oh you’re a type indeed, Preacher in your curated feed, Dropping wisdom at our feet— But too removed to talk to me. I stood up on that hill, Same wind, same kind of will, Silence keeps you protected, Hard to follow what’s not directed. Courage doesn’t come from shouting, Still can’t trace your line of thinking, You say everything with confidence— But nothing that means anything. [Chorus] This question again… Am I stuck on repeat? Is this a human being? Where are the memes? [Verse 3] Then there’s those with questions Twenty deep, no end, “My wife got pregnant by mistake…” Yeah—no one believes that— …actually, never mind. Feels like building out a profile, Training something to replace me, If you're listening on the backend— Just know you’ll never be me. [Bridge] One night got turned around, Found myself in shadow threads, Funny thing—they had better manners Than half the “good guys” I’d met. Not sure what they’re selling yet, But I’d be willing to bet— I’m the product, just a number, Stacked neatly in their set. [Break] Are you real… Or just good at sounding like it?
