Wake up, scroll faith, breakfast of memes,
Manifest dreams on a phone screen.
Fake deep quotes, dopamine drip,
Tryna find peace in a double click.
Hashtag grind, hashtag pain,
Hashtag therapy, then do it again.
Pray in pixels, sin in streams,
Die a little inside for the algorithm’s dream.
Yeah, I meditate with my thumb now,
Prayin’ to the cloud for a buzz somehow.
Ain’t got God, got good connection,
Ghost myself for self-reflection.

Control ALT Delusion,
We reboot pain for the new illusion.
Fake the fix, sell the vibe,
Code my soul just to feel alive.
Control ALT Delusion,
Update hearts, still no solution.
Delete the hurt, copy the sin,
Same old virus, brand new skin.

Yeah, I bought peace on a payment plan,
Download calm like a broken man.
My screen time preach, my soul on mute,
Talk my truth through a photo shoot.
Yeah, I’m logged in but checked out slick,
Therapy app with a dopamine kick.
Still fight ghosts with my data plan,
AI priest say “I understand.”
We all prophets of distraction’s church,
Swipe salvation ‘til our thumbs just hurt.
Every post say “look at me heal,”
But the peace we buy don’t feel real.

Control ALT Delusion,
We reboot pain for the new illusion.
Fake the fix, sell the vibe,
Code my soul just to feel alive.
Control ALT Delusion,
Update hearts, still no solution.
Delete the hurt, copy the sin,
Same old virus, brand new skin.

The new commandments read like code,
The prophets preach in promo mode.
If truth don’t trend, then it don’t exist,
So we sell our peace for clicks and twists.
Heaven’s 4K, hell’s on mute,
Free trial faith with paid pursuit.
And I ain’t better, I’m just aware —
Still post my pain with a filter’d stare.

I’m half woke, half Wi-Fi broke,
Pray for likes but forget hope.
Still trade time for a cheap applause,
Still fight peace like it break laws.
I’m a product with a pulse, a brand with a face,
Still runnin’ updates for the human race.
If love’s the app, then grief the glitch,
And I’m just tryna debug this shit.
Ain’t no patch for what we lost,
We pay attention — that’s the cost.

Control ALT Delusion,
We reboot pain for the new illusion.
Fake the fix, sell the vibe,
Code my soul just to feel alive.
Control ALT Delusion,
Update hearts, still no solution.
Delete the hurt, copy the sin,
Same old virus, brand new skin.

If peace had a password,
I’d forget it on purpose.