Marcellina, Sean Harrison - Mr. Algorithm Lyrics

Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Me and you, we've got a complicated relationship
Hot and cold with everyday, it's really hard to predict
I've been gone for a bit
But now I'm back with some hits
I find out you don't know how to commit
I mean, the only fuckin' reason that
I'm on your shit
Is so the world will finally tune in to my music
Difficult to admit, sometimes I just wanna quit
But then I take a seat and remember this:
These numbers don't measure my worth
And I know why I was put on the Earth
So I'm gonna continue to make this work
Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Please Mr. Algorithm,
Am I really that easy to ignore?
Is it because I try to hard
for
approval that I can really only find inside my core?
(Ooh yeah yeah)
What a shame it would be to obsess over numbers
That appear
On the screen
What a joke it would be
To lose yourself in the midst
Of being caught up in the media scheme
And I promised myself
I'd never sell my soul
To be a plant of the industry
Independent and strong
Self-made and I love it
Damn, it feels so good to free
These numbers don't measure my worth
And I know why I was put on the Earth
So I'm gonna continue to work
To work
To work
Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Please Mr. Algorithm,
Am I really that easy to ignore?
Is it because I try to hard
for
approval that I can really only find inside my core?
(Ooh yeah yeah yeah)

Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Me and you, we've got a complicated relationship
Hot and cold with everyday, it's really hard to predict
I've been gone for a bit
But now I'm back with some hits
I find out you don't know how to commit
I mean, the only fuckin' reason that
I'm on your shit
Is so the world will finally tune in to my music
Difficult to admit, sometimes I just wanna quit
But then I take a seat and remember this:
These numbers don't measure my worth
And I know why I was put on the Earth
So I'm gonna continue to make this work
Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Please Mr. Algorithm,
Am I really that easy to ignore?
Is it because I try to hard
for
approval that I can really only find inside my core?
(Ooh yeah yeah)
What a shame it would be to obsess over numbers
That appear
On the screen
What a joke it would be
To lose yourself in the midst
Of being caught up in the media scheme
And I promised myself
I'd never sell my soul
To be a plant of the industry
Independent and strong
Self-made and I love it
Damn, it feels so good to free
These numbers don't measure my worth
And I know why I was put on the Earth
So I'm gonna continue to work
To work
To work
Dear Mr. Algorithm,
Why don't you like me anymore?
Is it because I changed my hair?
Or
Is it 'cause my content's just not good as before?
Please Mr. Algorithm,
Am I really that easy to ignore?
Is it because I try to hard
for
approval that I can really only find inside my core?
(Ooh yeah yeah yeah)