I spend too much time On My Phone So I force myself to practice ukulele And I buy too much stuff on Amazon So I force myself to sing a song That I love So much What have I become I'm getting angry at someone Who commented on some Stupid thing I read When did I decide to pull the wool over my eyes And feel so comfortable playing dead My brain is a computer And I think it's been hacked My brain a computer and I'd like to have it back After all that's said and done I fear I'm not the only one My brain is a computer And I think it's been hacked I ear to much junk But it's so fast and sweet and cheap And I breathe too much smog But I love this city and I swear that she loves me Who have I become I'm disappearing in the sun and overhearing music that I kind of hate I'm consuming and I'm glib about the way I chose to live But I'm not making choices, I'm making mistakes My brain is a computer And I think it's been hacked My brain a computer and I'd like to have it back After all that's said and done I fear I'm not the only one My brain is a computer And I think it's been hacked