Why do I need to express myself
When I can stay inside my head
Could I someday belong to this world
No, fitting in is just a teenage dream
My only friend's on the other line
There's no one else to call
I know, there are some wild animals
In my mind, when I'm this locked out
So the obnoxious digital pain
Is here to pass my time again
We surely love our overlords
They just want what's best for us
My only friend's on the other line
There's no one else to call
I know, there are some wild animals
In my mind, when I'm this locked out
The skyscrapers are bending slowly
Downtown is a nasty wasteland
Where is Skynet's frontal lobe
If not here in our mutual panic room
Don't want my place in the herd to be found
Don't want to find out I was wrong all along
Social anima depleted now
We were already islands anyway