Get a like and feel right.
I keep on scrolling down
With my eyes rolling up.
Pasaphied by the things I want.
I touch the screen.
And it feeds me
That easy feeling that feels free.
Avoid my future
Instantgramification
Pushing into it further procrastination.
A mind machine that predicts what to think.
Knows what to say with a good wink.
Falling down the tube
You can't escape.
So don't sell your soul
Beneath the screen of yesterday.
Where everyone is connected
And no one can get away.
Connection redirected.
Refresh.
Its too late.
What happened to books ans using a pen.
Refresh
What happened to going out and making real friends.
Refresh.
What happened to reality.
When you look up ans there's
Two hundred billion galaxys.
That you didn't know could exist.
Its not all about what's in your hand.
Its what's clintched in a fist.
Throw the phone down.
Now I finally feel refreshed.
You can be poor and still feel rich.
Shit.
Get a like and feel right.
I keep on scrolling down
With my eyes rolling up.
Pasaphied by the things I want.
I touch the screen.
And it feeds me
That easy feeling that feels free.
Avoid my future
Instantgramification
Pushing into it further procrastination.
A mind machine that predicts what to think.
Knows what to say with a good wink.
Falling down the tube
You can't escape.
So don't sell your soul
Beneath the screen of yesterday.
Where everyone is connected
And no one can get away.
Connection redirected.
Refresh.
Its too late.
What happened to books ans using a pen.
Refresh
What happened to going out and making real friends.
Refresh.
What happened to reality.
When you look up ans there's
Two hundred billion galaxys.
That you didn't know could exist.
Its not all about what's in your hand.
Its what's clintched in a fist.
Throw the phone down.
Now I finally feel refreshed.
You can be poor and still feel rich.
Shit.
Get a like and feel right.
I keep on scrolling down
With my eyes rolling up.
Pasaphied by the things I want.
I touch the screen.
And it feeds me
That easy feeling that feels free.
Avoid my future
Instantgramification
Pushing into it further procrastination.
A mind machine that predicts what to think.
Knows what to say with a good wink.
Falling down the tube
You can't escape.
So don't sell your soul
Beneath the screen of yesterday.
Where everyone is connected
And no one can get away.
Connection redirected.
Refresh.
Its too late.
What happened to books ans using a pen.
Refresh
What happened to going out and making real friends.
Refresh.
What happened to reality.
When you look up ans there's
Two hundred billion galaxys.
That you didn't know could exist.
Its not all about what's in your hand.
Its what's clintched in a fist.
Throw the phone down.
Now I finally feel refreshed.
You can be poor and still feel rich.
Shit.
BURDEN
