Horton, My Computer

When you're off you are cold
When you're on you are warm to hold

Now that you're gone I don't know what to do
I hold you close but your dead to the world, it's true

I miss you so my dear computer, oh what will I do?
Without having you in my life, I'm so blue

I miss the warmth your hard drive provided me
But the coldness of your death brings me so much misery

You were my child, my machine baby
But now there is no love, no maybe

You won't turn on, You won't come back to life
When you were alive you kept me from a knife

Now all I have is a stupid cellphone
Without my computer I feel so alone

I feel so dead like part of me died
To bring you back alive I have to have money true and tried

I want you back in my life
I want you back your sweet warmth kept me form a knife

I wish you would heal yourself
I wish I didn't care so much about a computers health

Everything is in you
Everything that is right and true

I'd go back and be more patient if I could
But I can't I would if I were able to, if only I would

I want my internet freedom back
I want you back damn this virus attack