Sometimes I feel
Like my mind will explode
Sometimes I feel
I had a heart made of steel
Like I've got no control
Sometimes I wish
Sometimes I wish
I couldn't feel
Information overload
Information overload Information overload
Information overload Don't you know we're all on a sinking ship
They say the future.it's on a microchip Only ten percent decide what is best
Only ten percent control all the rest
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload
Information overload I don't want to live like this Still ain't no cure for the summertime blues
My blues so deep you might think they're black
My blues so deep there ain't no turning back
I'd like to shake these blues but I'm still paying dues Information overload.
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