Insta, +harp, phone

Testo:

© Shi
All day posting on instagram
whatcha had for lunch
like, who gives a damn.
All those edited highlights
with a rosy hue,
In the mirror shots,
And do I follow you.
gotta be kidding,
no that can't be right
photoshop baby
and your top too tight,
and you're counting the likes
and how many hits,
which way do you swipe
and does your face fit.

So what happened to the art of conversation,
living in a bubble, it's no consolation,
forget about talking face to face
living our lives in cyber space.
And you're so plugged in
in case you feel left out,
can't see where you're going
and I have no doubt
you be watching the screen for new updates
and you're getting no sleep
'cause you're up so late.
How many hours preparing for selfies,
pics in the shower and how can that be right,
it's so wrong, it's totally crazy
hoping thats it's just a little phase we
going through, ooh ooh.
just a little phase we going through.

Can't we go back to how it used to be,
when we had fun as a family,
No sitting at the table, no-one says a word,
'Cause there's nothing to say, and it's so absurd.

Baby I don't wanna subscribe to that,
let's go for a walk and let's have a chat
and laugh just a little in the midday sun,
'Cause I don't wanna be the only one.
(C) Shi 2017