Teenage Bottlerocket
Anti-Social Media
I'm scraping off my window and I’m acting like a dick
The shithead on my feed is a total fucking lunatic
I'm gonna throw up I'm gonna fucking shit my pants
I feel bad for those kids that died when they snorted the lines of ants

1000 voices in my head are screaming because of what they read And I can’t figure out how to spend another night alone
I'm all alone

When I wake up I'm not staring at my phone
It bums me out that we're living in a virtual combat zone
You don't know me, but in your head you think you do
If I met you face to face I'm sure you'd drop your fucking attitude

1000 voices in my mind are fighting all the fucking time
And I can't figure out how to spend another night alone
I’m all alone
I’m not alone

You just copy and paste a story
Sit back and take the glory
You pretend to be an activist
And come across as a straight up fascist
I refuse to look at a screen today
I'll try my best to try and stay away
Not looking at the shit that you do
I wish you knew how much I hate you
I’d rather go outside doing nothing
Instead of faking on my phone I'm something