All those messages I saved as draft
I gave them a mask and sent them away
To people who couldn't care less
All those pictures I took and then discarded
They're stored in a hidden folder now
And lost inside my brain cells
I fell into a different kind of hole
I'm craving for a touch that I forgo
Oh for god's sake, tell me something I don't know
I divide, but I don't rule and let you show
This mixed-up premise
So far, so fair enough