Spraynard Quite Exciting This Computer Magic Lyrics

These things just seem so minimal
When we're still told who we can and cannot love
I'm a white suburban male
And yet I still blame everything else when I fail
Have we forgotten why we sing?
Or given up on everything?
Honey, we've shrunk the kids' will to fight
Replaced the fire inside with a yellow light
We're cutting the threads of the things we've sewn
This room is filled with smoke and I can barely breathe
These kids won't even remember me
Someone take me home
We're coming to terms with the seeds we've sown