What’s that, what’s that?
What’s that, what’s that you say?
What’s that, what’s that?
Clearly, they’ve been tracking and fracking my every click
I sit here numb, it should be making me sick
But there’s another queued up, maybe won’t be so bad
It’s waiting for me right after I skip this ad
And from the subject, they know it all
The pressure to produce content, be relevant or face discontent
Fingers of blame and thumbs pointed down
A practice renowned, an ancient civilization burned to the ground
The Scarlet Letter, we ought to know better by now
My head banging on a virtual wall
(Ooo, all the world)
Click, I get no pleasure from the pain
(Ooo, while away)
Click, what is this tearing at my brain?
(Nowhere to run after all)
Oh, touch, touch another link
(Ooo, all the world)
Click, what I am missing
(Ooo, while away)
Click, a lack of discipline
(Nowhere to run)
Touch, touch another link, I know I should get out of bed, instead I just
While away
While a while away
While a while away
(Ooo, all the world)
Click, I knew this couldn’t last
(Ooo, while away)
Click, it all got old so fast
(Nowhere to run after all)
Oh, touch, touch another link
(Ooo, all the world)
Click, what is my mission?
(Ooo, while away)
Click, a lack of discipline
(Nowhere to run)
Touch, touch another link, I know I should just face the day, instead I’ll just
While away
While a while away
While a while away
While away
While a while away
While a while away
(Ooo, all the world)
(Ooo, while away)
What’s that, what’s that?
(Ooo, all the world)
(While, while away)
What’s that, what’s that you say?
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020
