[Verse 1]
In the depths of cyberspace, where the noise never fades,
There lies a sea of information, in endless digital shades.
We scroll through pages, day and night,
Seeking answers to our deepest plight.
But amidst the endless streams of data,
We find ourselves lost, disconnected from life.

[Chorus]
The internet is boring, a vast wasteland of thought,
Where minds are numbed by repetition, and creativity is caught.
It's a space where we're forced to compete,
Where individuality is lost in the digital haze.

[Verse 2]
We click on links, hoping to find some truth,
Only to be met with propaganda, and half-truths in youth.
We share our thoughts, but no one really listens,
Our voices drowned out by the cacophony of online whispers.
And so we search for connection, for meaning in this void,
But find only isolation, as our connections grow cold.

[Chorus]
The internet is boring, a vast wasteland of thought,
Where minds are numbed by repetition, and creativity is caught.
It's a space where we're forced to compete,
Where individuality is lost in the digital haze.

[Bridge]
Perhaps it's time to turn off the screen,
To rediscover the beauty of human touch, and the power of silence.
For in the quiet moments, we can hear our own hearts beat,
And find the inspiration that our souls have been seeking all along.

[Chorus]
The internet is boring, a vast wasteland of thought,
Where minds are numbed by repetition, and creativity is caught.
It's a space where we're forced to compete,
Where individuality is lost in the digital haze.

[Outro]