

Shoes kicked off by the hallway door
Fluorescent light spills on the floor
Your status dot is glowing green
A paper flyer, warped and lean
Pretending that you didn't see
The camera lens aimed at me
A candid moment framed in dust
In paper-warped designs we trust
We keep online to stay in frame
Pretending we don't know the game
The flyer buckles from the rain
Another night of quiet pain
Still online,
still online
(we are still online)
Still online,
still
online (just stay in the frame)