Aivan Karade How to Be More Human, Un-Algorithmic

You think you’ve got my number, you think you’ve got my taste
Based on every second of the time that I waste
You’ve mapped out my lonely, you’ve calculated my fear
But you don't know the reason why I’m standing right here

I’m more than a pixel, I’m more than a like
I’m the sudden left turn on a midnight hike
I’m the logic that fails, I’m the ghost in the code
I’m the unpaved path on a digital road

[The vocals get louder, slightly strained, no pitch correction]
Go ahead and track me, try to guess my next move
But I’m stepping right out of the predicted groove
I’m a wildcard, baby, I’m a beautiful wreck
And I’m taking the sensor off of my neck!

You can’t code the way that I break
You can’t simulate a single mistake
I’m a glitch in the math, I’m a heart in the machine
The messiest thing that you’ve ever seen

I’m loving the wrong ones, I’m staying too late
I’m failing the system and I’m feeling great
You can’t A/B test the way that I cry
Or the why in the look of a stranger's eye

The future is sterile, the future is smart
But there’s zero intelligence without a heart
So give me the friction, give me the dust
Give me something that moves before it starts to rust

I am not a category
I am not a data set
I’m the only thing you haven't
Learned to automate yet!

You can’t code the way that I break
You can’t simulate a single mistake
I’m a glitch in the math, I’m a heart in the machine
The messiest thing that you’ve ever seen

Try to predict that
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