I walk on water,nwhen it freezes.nThat don't make me Jesus.nnI hide the artifacts of the processnbehind a drag-and-drop gaussian blur.nI found it behind a window.nI don't know what it's for.nnI'm throwing shapes.nJust what you need,nanother reason to stare at a screen.nYeah, yeah, yeah.nnThe digital birthday camera swivelsnto catch your guiless smile in its lens.nYou raise your hands up to block it,nand ruin it for your friends.nnYeah, but later they double click on your hand to remove it,nWhich only serves to prove this one thing:nWhen they say they beleive in immutable beauty, they must selling something.nnSelling something, n(and) I don't want it.nYou don't need it.nZero, zero, zero, zero. One, one, one, one. Zero, zero, zero, zero. One, one, one, one. Zero, zero, zero, zero. One, one, one, one. Zero, zero, zero, zero. One, one, one, one.nnThey're throwing shapes.nJust what you need,nanother reason to stare at a screen.nYeah, yeah, yeah.