Reflected glare of tired eyes Hypnotised in your own demise Addiction spreads across the veins Desperation from what it gains

Bubble, bubble anti-social trouble Consumed by the mind Isolated in time

Frozen in a succession of mindless drones Glued to the screens of their phones Waiting for the spell to break To be released from this zombie like state

Be the leader not the sheep Don’t give in, don’t retreat Your mind is yours to command Not the technologies in your hand