Yeah yeah yeah
Phone crack
Phone crack
Phone crack
Phone crack
For each day that ends with 'd-a-y'
We reach for screens that beep, tweet and chime
Stream clips of memes and teens that lie
We scroll and stare till our eye balls go dry
Wanna up-and-leave this damn social contract
The business, the FOMO, the bullshit and all that
Retreat back in time, I wanna fall back
Where we don't yearn for gold chains and wall plaques
Or the modern day equivalent
The followers ambivalent to morals so uncivil
And we wanna be gorillas caged in beautiful glass
And live in front of a flash
And make telephone calls using bundles of cash
I wanna leave
During my teens I had this innocent dream
That I could well-and-truly try to perceive
Souls not faces, spirits not bodies
The dull to the normal, right to the smarties
The tall and the short, all par for the course
When I was but a boy in the eyes of the law
I guess things haven't changed if at all
I stay just as naive right to the core
I don't need drugs I got my phone crack
Window to the world is through my phone glass
I don't need drugs I got my phone crack
Window to the world is through my phone glass
Feels like we life in gorgeous pixels
And yet we do feel like tiny Shih Tzus
Do we really have it all covered like some schnitzels?
Should we go ahead - turn if off with a Clipsal?
Play it cool like ACs - Fujitsu?
Try to be more like some packets of pretzels?
Twisted and salty
Maybe we do like looking at pics of Halsey
We have wireless but we stay so tethered
Thoughts stay in air like we have wing feathers
Main source of vitamin D is our screens
In a futile bid to boost self esteem
Eagerly await the notification bell
As I like to call it: notification hell
Matter fact, I even feel my phone vibrating
When having a shower or in meditation
I don't need drugs
I don't need drugs
I don't need drugs
Drug drug drugs
I don't need drugs
I don't need drugs
I don't need drugs
Drug drug drugs