If I have to live in this world, can I tell you that everything is okay
The everything
The everything
If I have to tell you that things ought to do with it, can I start to scream
The scream
The scream
By 2042 will we have eyeballs on our feet
The death
The death
For forty days I'll pretend that it, I'll pretend that it's alright
To pretend
To pretend
Social media killed us all now empathy is gone
The empathy
The empathy
You're bullied for what you believe, you're bullied for what you don't
Bullied
You're bullied
Sociopathy from the mind, we're all stuck in ourselves
Stuck
Stuck
One more time we fight and yell, and eventually
We're done
We're done
We're done