Vedanto_Art · English · 2026-10-11 · Álbum: The Warm Machine
«Always On» es una balada cansada de synth-pop escrita desde la perspectiva de un médico. Parte de una observación clínica real: un tercio de los pacientes habla de un agotamiento «como nunca», sin causa física, muchos de ellos jóvenes. Diagnostica una enfermedad sin nombre, el burnout digital: el estrés constante de tener que responder, el miedo a quedar expuesto, un internet que no olvida. La única receta del médico: silencio. Pero el teléfono sigue brillando en su pecho.
They come to me, one third of them all
Tired like never before, ready to fall
Young faces, old eyes, no cause to find
The body is healthy, it's the soul left behind
Blood tests clean, heart is fine
But they're running on an empty line
What can I do, what can I say?
The diagnosis has no name today
Digital burnout, burning slow
Always online, nowhere to go
Afraid to answer, afraid to miss
A life lived in a state of stress
One wrong word, one bad photo frame
The internet keeps it, remembers the name
A rumor that never will fade away
They carry it with them, day after day
They grew up tired
They grew up watched
Every move recorded
Every step is clocked
So I listen, because that's all I can
Not the body this time, but the human
Prescribe some silence, prescribe some rest
But the phone still glows in their chest
Digital burnout, burning slow
Always online, nowhere to go
Afraid to answer, afraid to miss...
Always online...
Always online...
One third of them all...
One third of them all...