The internet is great, unless you’re literally anybody.
Making people Shakespeare, even if their nobody.
And even call them a genius without any wit!
I don’t know maybe I’m a hypocrite, but honestly I’m done with this shit.
So i’ll sell my soul and take a toll
and pray that the trolls don’t get control.
Even if it’s unoriginal, I guess it’s never old
Like a copy pasta or a race between a lion and a toad.
So I’ll post this song and hope to be bold
Even tho I am essentially just doing what I’m told
By society and all who criticize me,
From word to lip and lip to ear and other thoughtless sounds we hold dear
As though the perfect world is near, even if the mold for society is here
On the internet. Where we feel there is nothing left,
Aspired by the tyres to inspire a firing jet
Even if there is nothing yet
So I’ll go to sleep and rise again
And pray I can just hold it in,
That maybe I’ll feel something other than these walls caving in
Since everyone is oppressed but no one is opposed to fitting in
it's hard to believe that this is just a diss, shit maybe even truth. On the facts of slander and youth
With my evidence being that you listening to this is proof. Maybe it’s my final note
Maybe I am breaking and maybe the walls inside are not quaking and
Maybe I can get through the next verse without being doxed, harassed or cursed
But welcome to the internet, a place that is good and set, wethered down and
Filled with innocent rainbows that have been bettened and indebted
Sadly I’m not even close to being done yet.
Oh what's that? Whos there? Are you poor?
Don't worry it’s the life line, everyone is worn
Even if you’re heads sick hey at least there is porn
Because everyone is truly free unless they’re to mourn
Mourn? What’s that? A verb. Meaning? To be saddened by a loss this evening.
Not just a word. So how am I to bourne the thought that someone will mourn the death of someone like- shit man almost went too far.
Oh wait it’s the internet, I can take that car.
A crash and a train but I still rack my brain,
so I can take this pen and kill my inner kid so maybe I won’t be as lame.
Between the rape jokes and nazi kins there really is no limited, hell even the n word has a new meanin’, but here we are still canceling someone for making too much money than them.
Amazing how the economy is a blooming, burst.
Worst than sauerkraut dipped in brostworth,
but we still find it worse because if someone kills themselves their we take their self worth
And make sure it is adjusted, that's when they’ve reached their highest margin,
a new line of profit
because instead of saving people and trying to stop it
we’d rather tell them their problems are invalid. Lies from a side
with an agenda to push but when my school gets shot up at least there's truth.
Oh wait did I say truth? I mean propaganda
because we wait in line for a parkland or a columbine instead of our national anthem.
but hey at least their doing something, right? But wait they're not doing it right.
Because politics is higher than logic so as long as we can tuck ourselves into bed at night
…..and that's all we got.
That’s all folks!
So instead we blame video games and text books and machines with triggers instead of a left hook or the way we treat eachother like soot.
Because obviously taking away a gun will stop people from being smothered.
Eric and Dylan would’ve been more included without a drummer.
If only they drove a hummer,
played sports and kissed ass like their brothers.
Maybe then they wouldn’t have shot 13 others.
But hey! That’s America, oh shit I mean internet!
Making dumbasses famous since 1941,
who needs big brother when we have this much fun?
A Dystopian Utopia full of peace and love, until a meme comes along and we have to make a pun.
Because it’s all fun and games until someone buys a gun
and matches roofs with a thumb.
A cataylistian mind fuck, controlled by the government and antifa.
Well that's somewhat right, but it doesn’t matter because no one knows human rights
But it’s not like I can do anything but run and hide
And hope I’m no longer dead inside
Because who needs pills in a grey skyline
We can’t even mention depression without getting high
But at least we’re the nation of the free, right?
Say I take the toll and break the high
Where I can buy a carbine then smoke some lettuce and drive
At least i'm not drinking, or smoking a cigarette because why on earth would I do that
That's why I’m on fire tonight
As the water gets colder I tire, so I’ll lie down and take my pliers
Attach my braces to arlene, just to get my first kiss.
A final toll, finally bliss
as the sharp pop will come out with a harsh hiss.
And let’s be honest people would only care if I was and unborn fetus or a fish
because it’s my body until I try to do as I wish.
But thats okai, because I have a final request
Before my journey to neverland and a mess
A final test
How can we not love one another, if we are the best?
Now before my finger twitches I’ll have you know I’m upset
But that's okai because you just signed my final regret.
So I’ll tap my head once, three times, four
Maybe my next life won’t be such a bore
As my mind goes through the war
And my thumb pulls string attached to the drawer.