Several people are typing
And the look of it all
It is frightening me
'Cause I'm the light swipe touch type
But in my mind weren't we just vibing
Now the way I'm being singled out is tiring
Log me off and sign me out
I wanna leave
But I have to carry this with me
Several people are fighting
The gassed up type they're igniting
Delete my history
Hold a mirror to their hypocrisy
I wanna leave
But I have to carry all me inside it
All the bones in my closet
Tethered to the phone in my pocket