Instrumental and vocals generated with Suno AI.
Lyrics written by Dr Mester .
Not for commercial use.

🔌 SOUNDCLOUD DESCRIPTION

🎵 "DISCONNECTED ERA"
(Prod. by The Algorithm feat. Your Lost Attention Span)

A sarcastic anthem for the chronically online.

We upgrade phones but downgrade souls,
Ghost our humans to please the scrolls,
Pay for 5G but can’t connect—
Congrats! You’re the protagonist of a Black Mirror episode.

🔥 Tags:
#DigitalDystopia #SoulOnAirplaneMode #NewPhoneWhoDis #WiFiAndTears #UnsentMessages #DoomScrollAnthem

(Lyrics in bio… if you still read those.)


 "DISCONNECTED ERA" (FULL SONG) 🎤

(A sarcastic anthem for the digital apocalypse)

📱 [HOOK] x2
Wi-Fi lit, but the soul’s on mute—
Chargin’ our phones while we drain the truth.
Back in the day, tied to the landline,
Now we scrollin’ prisons thinkin’ we fine.

🔌 [VERSE 1]
Tied to a wall, still free to roam,
Now I’m global with a leash in my dome.
Landlines buzzed, but hearts spoke clear,
Now emojis mask what we used to hear.

"Your call is important," said a human voice—
Now it’s bots, ads, algorithm choice.
Privacy’s pixel-dust, swept in a file,
We traded the wires for a tighter dial.

📶 [CHORUS]
We got five bars but zero reception,
Ghostin’ real life for digital affection.
DMs deep but the talkin’s shallow,
Profile pic fresh—but the soul’s stale, yo.

📡 [VERSE 2]
Tap, swipe, update your brain—
All your thoughts rerouted for gain.
Smartphone dumbin’, scrollin’ abyss,
Freedom’s a myth with a notification twist.

Bluetooth noose, hang by the ping,
Echoes of meaning in a TikTok swing.
Used to be grounded, now we float,
Unplugged hearts in a bandwidth boat.

💸 [VERSE 3] "UPGRADE TO OBLIVION"
We camp out for that shiny new toy,
4K tears—still can’t find joy.
Face ID unlocked, but the eyes stay blank,
Screen bright as hell—soul’s on low battery, thanks.

Ring-ring—oh shit, a human voice?
Nah, let it die—we’d rather scroll noise.
"Upgrade complete!" says the corporate god,
Now we’re all ghosts with a 5G facade.

🛸 [BRIDGE]
If the net cuts out, do you even breathe?
If the likes go black, do you still believe?
Can you talk without the thumb parade,
Or you lost in feeds your soul obeyed?

☠️ [OUTRO] (slow, distorted)
Wi-Fi lit, but we dimmed inside—
Prayin’ for bars while the self just hides.
Used to be tied, now we tethered tight...
A wire cut once now grips us right.

(…call failed…)

DISCONNECTED ERA

NOT HERE TO TRADE HOLLOW FOLLOW FOR FOLLOW NOR NEED LIKES OR ANY PROPOSAL, TY!

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