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

My dream

My dream

My dream