Remember when we used to laugh at the girls
That thought that they run the world
How they deserved our scold
I guess that now we are no better
Than all attention who*es
And thirsty people of sorts
This is how our brains work
I am connected to the network
Of those meaningless words
Where I just have to be heard
Or else I'll become a blur
Nothing will be
Good enough
But I have to say I'm ok
Or else I'll ruin your day
(In this mess that I've created
Craving to be validated
I will send you my dick pic
Just to keep you agitated
There's something deep inside of me
That begs to be let go set free
I cannot waste any more space
I cannot let you have a taste)
It's funny how I feel I tasted your spit
Yet in the physical world
You are no more than a click
Empiricism's just a word
And it means nothing to me
Yet I need to feel your touch
To make me complete
I keep on
Needing
You keep on
Delivering
Just giving
And receving
We're caught up
In blind transmitting
When I will see your face
Will it feel the same way
Will it satisfy me
Enough to put my gun away