My Brain Is a Computer

I spend too much time on my phone
So I force myself to practice ukulele, oh
And I buy too much stuff on Amazon
So I force myself to sing a song that I love, so much
Who have I become?
I’m getting angry at someone
Who commented on some stupid thing I read
When did I decide to pull
The wool over my eyes and feel
So comfortable playing dead?
My brain is a computer, and I think it’s been hacked
My brain a computer, and I’d like to have it back
After all that’s said and done, I fear I’m not the only one
My brain is a computer, and I think it’s been hacked
I eat too much junk, but it’s so fast and sweet and cheap
And I breathe too much smog, but I love this city
And I swear that she loves me
What have I become? I’m disappearing in the sun
And overhearing music that I kind of hate
I’m consuming, and I’m glib about the way I choose to live
But I’m not making choices, I’m making mistakes
My brain is a computer, and I think it’s been hacked
My brain a computer, and I’d like to have it back
After all that’s said and done, I fear I’m not the only one
My brain is a computer, and I think it’s been hacked
Oh, oh, oh, oh