One Percent Doomsday Anthem

The red bar is a razor edge,

(A razor edge!)

I'm standing on the wireless ledge,

(The wireless ledge!)

Every ping is a heavy stone,

(Heavy stone!)

I'm utterly and totally alone!

(Totally alone!)

Where is the juice? Where is the spark!

(Where is the spark?!)

I’m falling down the screen-lit dark!

(The screen-lit dark!)

Low power mode is a warning sign,

I'm losing grip on the digital line,

The pixels blur and the colors fade,

I'm trapped inside this silicon cage,

My contacts gone, my GPS is dead,

I'm a ghost in the static, a voice in my head!

It's a digital death, it's a social delete,

I'm crashing hard on a cold, dark street!

One percent! One percent! One percent!

(One percent!)

One percent! One percent! One percent!

(One percent!)

One percent! One... percent... off!

(Off!)