Swoosh, swoosh, bing, swoosh.
Message after message after message.
Through my phone, I'm never alone,
but physically it's a little depressing.
Swoosh, swoosh, bing, swoosh, wow another match.
We talk, and share, but are you really there?
I can't possibly get attached.
What happened?
I miss the touch, the care, the caressing of the hair.
Being held and being told that they will always be there.
But now it's swoosh, swoosh, bing, swoosh
Message after message after message.
This image of society that I’m painting,
wow this is really depressing.