Technology Dictates

Feels like a misery
Has followed me down
Is draggin' around
Feels like i’ve got no retreat
Or place to reside
One day at a time
Still one question lingers
What did you mean with the word 'mentor'?
Read it on my facial expression
Hear the words concealed frustration found
Promises not believed in anyway
Another delay doesn’t mean anything
And technology dictates our friendship now
Does it, feel like a chore?
'cause i feel like a chore to you
Do i feel like a chore?
'cause i feel like a chore to you