Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  
Yeah-yeah  

My feed is burning  
Hundred faces staring  
It isn’t funny  
But nothing is, no  

When I feel so digital  
(Yeah-yeah) signals blur and I’m cynical  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m alive but invisible  
Every click is a part of me breaking  
Please delete me  

Blue light dripping  
Neon veins keep flicking  
It’s just the system  
It’s just the system  

When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one taking  
Please delete me  

I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
I feel so good, so free  
Oh yeah  

Pixel rain on my skin  
Log me out, pull me in  
Voices flat, coded dreams  
None of this is what it seems  
 
When I feel so virtual  
(Yeah-yeah) scrolling deep in the visuals  
(Yeah-yeah) I’m online but so minimal  
Every wave is another one breaking  
Please delete me  

Good night  
Thank you very much  

When I feel so digital (Alt Pop reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

When I feel so digital (Alt Pop reload)

Terminalose