Pixelated Blues

Pixelated Blues

2024-04-19

Créé par Pixel poppin' avec Udio AI

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Pixelated Blues

2024-04-19

Lyrics

I dread to watch that screen light up again I dread to watch that screen light up, it's true 'Cause my colleagues, they're just pixels now, not friends Eatin' lonely lunches where my desk's in view If I'm eatin' lonely lunches every noon I'll dream of places far where I can roam I'm dressed up top, but it's a ruse, it's plain Business casual, below the waist, it ain't the same I miss the handshake, the real life connection's spark Yet here I sit, in isolation, where days are dark [Verse 3] Every mornin', it's the same ol' screen-lit drill Tuesdays blurring into Wednesdays, lost the thrill Cravin' voices, not through headsets, but aloud Missin' laughter, not emoji's, in a crowd Lunch hour hits, but it's just me and my screen's glare Typin' emails to the void, does anyone care? [Verse 4] Sweatpants kingdom, where my legs live while I type Another video call, another stereotype