Twenty hours a day, living for likes
Saying all the things that need to be said
No one ever
Just a typical day inside my head
Just like the Internet goes
On forever
And I am reborn every day
Am I standing up or merely standing in the way?
Have I opened your mind or touched a nerve?
I will decide when you deserve
A piece of my rage
In the middle of the day or middle of the night
Whenever I see your green light
I will engage you
And I can be found here every day
Saying all the things no one here has the guts to say
Full moon over the internet
You see how crazy it can get
Fever pitch and then you lose your mind
Sorry's not going to cut it this time
Such a witty retort, touche, touche
But you'll never make me go away
The sign reminds you
I'm so much more than just a troll
Yes, it is I who doth control
The things that you do
And vibes are getting worse here every day
And as I'm falling upwards, no one cares what I have to say
Full moon over the internet
You see how crazy it can get
Fever pitch and then you lose your mind
Sorry's not going to cut it this time
Full moon over the internet
You see how crazy it can get
Fever pitch and then you lose your mind
Sorry's not going to cut it this time
(Living for likes, living for likes, living for likes)
(Living for likes, living for likes, living for likes)
(Living for likes, living for likes, living for likes)
(Living for likes, living for likes, living for likes)