Saculele Sem Tradução
Saculejo e seus teclados
Woke up scrolling, sun already high,
Checked my phone before I even rubbed my eyes.
Emails, updates, another online fight,
When did my life turn into just Wi-Fi?
The Wi-Fi’s strong, but my soul’s got no bars,
Lost in the cloud but not reaching the stars.
I click and I swipe, but I'm feeling so stuck,
Am I running the tech or is it running amok?
Ctrl+Alt+Del my life,
Reboot my heart, unplug my mind.
Tech’s a drug, I can’t deny,
Sold me dreams, but drained me dry.
AI knows me better than my mom,
Recommends my thoughts before they’re even gone.
My feed’s a circus, my brain’s on display,
I post a highlight reel, but I feel so gray.
The battery’s full, but my energy’s dead,
I’m auto-updating while losing my head.
The more I connect, the lonelier I feel,
Is this digital love even real?
Ctrl+Alt+Del my life,
Reboot my heart, unplug my mind.
Tech’s a drug, I can’t deny,
Sold me dreams, but drained me dry.
Take me back to when real talks mattered,
When friends weren’t pixels and love wasn’t scattered.
I need a hard reset, a factory restore,
A world with less screen and a little bit more.
Ctrl+Alt+Del my life,
Log me out, let me touch the sky.
Tech’s a tool, but it ain’t my guide,
I wanna live, not just go online.
So I put down the phone, step into the light,
Turns out the real world’s actually kinda bright.