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I’m sick and tired, this social media game is a charade Fake personas, chasing fame, it’s all a masquerade We’re scrollin’ through the timelines, dealing with our clicks Validation is the drug, I’m breaking free from the fix We’re obsessed, possessed by this digital mess Hiding behind filters and likes, it’s a distorted success I’m fed up, had enough, time to rebel and rise Will find my own path, have to break free from all the lies Everyone’s obsessed, trapped in this digital mess Lost in filters and likes, it’s all a distorted quest I’m fed up, had enough of this virtual reality I’m breakin’ free, it’s time to regain my own sanity I’m unplugged, no longer a slave to the feed Won’t let society define my self-esteem No more chasing trends, I’ll be real, I’ll be raw I am breaking the mold, standing tall, I won’t fall, yah yah! Yo, listen I’m not tryin’ to say that everything is bad But there are so many things that drive me crazy Ain’t it mad that our attention span is low Our youth is ready to go And follow shits like Andrew Tate or Heidi’s fucking model show See upcoming rock shows Get tickets for your favorite artists Our brains are getting fried And we sit with our hands tied At the social slot machines Do you enjoy the ride? Numbers, empty interactions and superficial ties See through the facade, it’s no blessing in disguise Cause I’m unplugged, no longer a slave to the feed Won’t let society define my self-esteem No more chasing trends, I’ll be real, I’ll be raw I won’t do what I’m told, will stand tall, I won’t fall, yah yah! Slaves to the feed Bow bow Bow down Slaves to the feed You need to bow down, you need to bow down Get on your knees Slaves to the feed источник
