contest Lyrics

When will all the whining subside

Misread every caption

Mind dry

Default entry in this cosmetic surgery contest

The trends amend popularity

But the cold blood running is permanent

Magnet eyes follow the phone

Misconstruing serene tone

Speculating the unknown

Scared to celebrate alone

No denying excessive scrolling

And the fishing for hearts

Default entry in this who hates the most people contest

The trends offend too easily

Putting all your insecurities to the test

We're mostly strangers unfamiliar with the authentic person behind the screen

Take back the likes

Take back the handle

Pump out the poison we chose to swallow

Take back the comments

Take back the rude

Stop us refreshing to count the views

Prone to inevitably criticize the pretty attire that make us feel seen

Take back the likes

Take back the handle

Pump out the poison we chose to swallow

Take back the comments

Take back the rude

Stop us refreshing to count the views

I want off this god damn grid so bad

Move me to the furthest mountain

No denying excessive scrolling

And the fishing for hearts

Once you reach

A million

Followers

There's no turning back

You crave a clean slate

So you deactivate

But then the isolation's

Not worth the counterweight

Once you reach

A million

Followers

There's no turning back