The Algorithm Is The House

[Verse 1] I fell asleep inside a glowing rectangle Blue light pouring through the cracks in my head A thousand smiling faces knew my name before I did And every voice was speaking from the foot of my bed A kettle boiled inside the weather The weather lived inside a feed The feed was growing tiny branches And wrapping them around my needs I watched a mountain change its password A river scroll itself away A cloud uploaded seven versions Of the same forgotten day [Pre-Chorus] Swipe left Swipe right Daylight wearing neon eyes Refresh Repeat Someone else's dream is mine [Chorus] Autoplay, autoplay Carry me where thoughts decay I am forty thousand windows talking all at once Autoplay, autoplay Turn my memories into clay Shape a life from broken captions While I'm sleeping on the couch Whoa-oh-oh The algorithm knows my pulse Whoa-oh-oh The algorithm is the house [Verse 2] A singing robot sold me moonlight A doorway opened into foam A hallway full of talking headlines Said they'd help me find my home The comments section grew like ivy Across the furniture and walls Every answer birthed a question Every question learned to crawl Three A.M. became a country Four A.M. became a sea Five A.M. became a hundred people Borrowing the eyes of me [Pre-Chorus] Click here Look there Every signal wants a prayer One more One more I forget what I came for [Chorus] Autoplay, autoplay Carry me where thoughts decay I am forty thousand windows talking all at once Autoplay, autoplay Turn my memories into clay Shape a life from broken captions While I'm sleeping on the couch Whoa-oh-oh The algorithm knows my pulse Whoa-oh-oh The algorithm is the house [Bridge] The kettle is the moon The moon is in the hallway The hallway is a marketplace The marketplace is underwater The water learned my fingerprint The fingerprint became a username The username became a face The face became a thousand faces Looking back at me Looking back at me Looking back at me [Final Chorus] Autoplay, autoplay Everything dissolves away There were floods and prophets, robots, oceans in my room Autoplay, autoplay Morning burns the fog away All that's left's an empty mug And ordinary truth Whoa-oh-oh The screen goes dark and so do they Whoa-oh-oh The world survives another day [Outro] The couch is still a couch The room is still a room The silence loads completely And nothing asks me to continue.