Born in the Internet Age

I was born on a day in the internet age
Now it’s backwards hat 90’s, a gaudy millennial daze
So I check the feed, make sure I’m still here
It’s my digital birthright, my modern rendition of real

A fine freak show disguised as awards
This all seems so pointless the pretty pop stars look so bored
All the world’s a stage, a big mirrored ball
All in all you're just another dumb link on my wall

So I jump in a fountain and punch at the moon
My hysterical kick from my flirting with danger, with doom

They can’t really take your soul away
Even if they try
They can’t really take your soul away this time
They can’t really take your soul away
You gotta keep it alright
They can’t really take your soul away this time

Point my finger at you everyday
Like I even walk straight
See my other half it’s on the screen, my dream
Point my finger at you everyday
Like I even walk straight
See my other half its on the screen, my dream