Lyrics Digital Age - The Early November

Digital Age

In the digital age, I’m feeling outdone
It’s my brain that can’t spell
And my heart that can’t hold down
The keys to type it out
So even if I can’t read, life’s a puzzle you see
I put together the things that come easy to me
I’ve played with shapes for thirty years
So can the crayons and the colorful paints
They’ll never set foot in the digital age
And play the songs streamed on video screens
We don’t need shows in a digital scene
So give up, so give up
In the last final days
I’m finding my way, hoping I’ll write a song
A computer can’t fake
But that’s the hypocrite in me
So can the crayons and the colorful paints
They’ll never step foot in the digital age
And play the songs streamed on video screens
We don’t need shows in a digital scene
So give up
Just give up
Just give up
Just give up
Just give up