Versety Thursdays - .COM lyrics

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Versety Thursdays - .COM lyrics

HOOK (vocals: Sebas // words: Nihalla & Sebas) I used to be king I used to have dreams But now I'm getting old Spending time on screens Live my life on dotcom Eyes against the screen As I sit here alone And wonder what it all means SEBAS I live my life on the internet Instead of watching sunsets and taking fresh breaths, D.T.F Question mark? How every conversation starts Taking selfies, I'm #blessed Chicken soup for the Internet troll Mining for bitcoins, dug myself in a hole “Lo & behold,” Gnip took the observed life & sold it When it comes to big data I'm NULL Because who's gonna change the world in 140 characters? Writing on the wall, don't necessarily break barriers Activism's not the same as Recent activity When all you really are is your Internet history Post a link & seem to give a f** But when it's on a screen is it really real enough? Like if you agree 1000 shares and this kid can eat The problem is real, but just a blip in your feed Feet up Sipping coffee and smoking weed up Watching weird p**nos, instead of scheduling meet ups Hara**ing kids online, you've turned that game into an art But forget that someone might take it to heart & you've been Indoors for a week, like a house arrest sentence You're not an Edward Snowden, but A threat to intelligence I know you're getting bored So if Tl;dr There's a f**ing world out there to go see HOOK I used to be king I used to have dreams But now I'm getting old Spending time on screens Live my life on dotcom Eyes against the screen As I sit here alone And wonder what it all means NIHALLA A scientific warning against global warming But fox.com finds the whole thing uncharming Histamine, I'm allergic, to visualize reality Even claritin can't clarify media alchemy Netflix for days, tv show sage Acquiring info imma macrophage Guten tag said young hottie from germany Silly me to think 29 traits could make Harmony My intentions are corny But f** Online dating, somebody could warn me A book without a face An undoubtful expression of personal space Streaming down internet straits Charming even without a memory trace Your tweets are dirtier than dirty south Unfollowed that sh**, washed it straight out with shout Click, me and sandler figured it out I fly so high so go ahead and check me out on Klout Yea I threw some ice on my head Should've learned what ALS stood for instead More dotcom and my numb mind turns dead Ttyl, g2g bed HOOK I used to be king I used to have dreams But now I'm getting old Spending time on screens Live my life on dotcom Eyes against the screen As I sit here alone And wonder what it all means