Why do we sell thoughts and
Words and force the world to
Burst out calling burst out calling
Thrown and falling
In your eyes it's boring
No surprise it's calming you down
Twitter threads you're lying
In your bed judging
What people said what people said
If you saw them in person
Would you question their
Intentions probs not
And I know and I know that's all I know
And who am I to say that it's not ok
You're the people who are dying and you're lying to yourself,
Coz you're confidentially trying to be something or someone else
Someone else
So let us go let us go put on the show
Coz the world wide web is your only friend
You're the people who are dying and you're lying to yourself
Coz you're confidentially trying to be something or someone else
Someone else
Yeah it's hard for me too I'm addicted
At least I'm not trying to be fictitious
I'm not trying to deny that I'm trying to be better
Flying through the internet
Why do words not pass through people's minds
Before they post them blind post them blind
They'll find a reference, but one of their preference
And continue to hide
And I know and I know that's all I know
And who am I to say that it's not ok
But there are people who are dying and lying in their beds
So I'm just fucking trying to get to remember what I said
What I said
Yeah it's hard for me too I'm addicted
At least I'm not trying to be fictitious
I'm not trying to deny that I'm trying to get better
Flying through the internet
This is the internet song and it has to go
Coz the internet is all you've ever known
Use your hands and eyes and read my soul
Not the internet type that's on your phone
This is the internet song and it has to go
Coz the internet is all you've ever known
Use your hands and eyes and read my soul
Not the internet type that's on your phone
This is the internet song and it has to go
Coz the internet is all you've ever known
Use your hands and eyes and read my soul
Not the internet type that's on your phone
This is the internet song and it has to go
Coz the internet is all you've ever known
Use your hands and eyes and read my soul
Not the internet type that's on your phone
Yeah it's hard for me too I'm addicted
At least I'm not trying to be fictitious
I'm not trying to deny that I'm trying to get better
Flying through the internet