Starting to, define myself with
Internet vibrations instead of physical ones
And on... and on
Comparing myself to someone more
Prettier, skinnier, more talented and better skilled
I'm sick of that, 'cause I'm better than this
I spend too much time, staring at screens
Maybe if I put my phone down
And went to that house show, or left the house solo
I'd meet you in another light, under starry skies
Instead of fairy lights
Indoors, indoors, in front of
Screens, Screens, oh
There's too many screens, there's too many screens
I spend too much time, staring at screens
Maybe if I put my phone down
I'd stand a bit taller
Wouldn't be so damn tired
Tell me if I'm lying
All these silly screens have no control over my
Expectations
Can I rid myself of these screens
Of these screens
I have no urge to be seen from space
These screens are doing something to my taste
My touch, my sight
I can't tell wrong from right
I need to see you through my lenses alone
Too many screens
Too many screens
I've confined myself in boxes, oh
I've forgotten how it feels to stare at
Anything but screens, oh
Too many screens