Haujobb - Platform lyrics

rate me

An entirely empty memory

Displays nothing of value

But you still hold on to your life

Like it's your little beloved animal

The secondhand being that you call life

Your face, familiar to millions

Exist in the realm of the digital

Is it possible for software to live?

You think you are free

You are a platform

A presence that could be

Something else is shifting

Fields of information don't hind anymore

Imaginary eyes beginn to shape

Your intelligence beginns to flaw

You know you are free

You're still a platform

A presence of being crucially