Frankenstein Posmo

I knew that at some point it would end up like this
Absorbing everything I see, hear, and read around
With my head immersed in so much contamination
Garbage that some experts call information

I'm attacked by images without respite
Words hit me, sound stuns me
I'm the target of slogans that bombard
With phrases and texts that slap me

Hyperstimulated, senses collapsed
Everything leaves its mark on my fragmented brain
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
And I walk alone
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a postmodern Frankenstein

Seeking the peace that no one gave
Tired of walking
Scaring because
Not being the same

So much data covers me that it's impossible to discover
The void in which to create, feel, or build
Prisoner of hysteria in perpetual actuality
My mind is a mosaic with pieces that won't fit

Even if I try to avoid it, I have no choice
To the zapping of disconnected stimuli
In this culture that shows in a forum
Knowing almost nothing about almost everything

Hey, Gestalt
I am the wandering example
That the whole is much less than the sum of my parts
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
And I walk alone
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a postmodern Frankenstein

Seeking the peace that no one gave
Tired of walking
Scaring because
Not being the same

There are pieces that don't fit like in a sinister Lego
To all this useless burden, I would gladly set fire
A puzzle with fragments that beat disordered
By a shock that wasn't electric, it was a shock of pixelation

But I seem normal, my alteration is not visible
Like a crude correlate of that sensitive monster
I don't suffer my body, I control my actions
My appearance is not terrible but I feel just as lonely
And I walk alone

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a postmodern Frankenstein
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a postmodern Frankenstein
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a postmodern Frankenstein

Seeking the peace that no one gave
Tired of walking
Scaring because
Not being the same