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Mia Stegner
Mia Stegner
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Maya Ellynd Stegner Bode
Maya Ellynd Stegner Bode
Songwriter:in
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Mia Stegner
Mia Stegner
Produzent:in

Lyrics

I circulate through colorful squares
And I tell myself it's fun
I tell myself I like this
But it's like staring at the sun
And I'm sitting and scrolling and staring
And my vision begins to blur
As my brain cells die, I wonder why
There's nothing else I would prefer
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
It's my portal to the outside world
It makes it easy just to hide
It makes it easy to know what is going on
Why interact when you can spy
And though I know it rots my soul inside
It also helps me to stay sane
It knows me better than I know myself
I can feel it making room inside my brain
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
I don't know what I'm expecting
When I take a little glance
I don't know who I'm expecting
And I don't wonder in advance
Because it is second nature
To routinely take a peek
God forbid I miss a notification
653 pick-ups this week
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
How would I get up in the morning
How would I keep in touch with friends
How would I two-factor authenticate
How would I research odds and ends
How would I even pay for coffee
How would I ever make a friend
How would I know how to get anywhere
The excuses never end
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
I circulate through colorful squares
And I tell myself it's fun
I tell myself I like this
But it's like staring at the sun
And I'm sitting and scrolling and staring
And my vision begins to blur
As my brain cells die, I wonder why
There's nothing else I would prefer
Written by: Maya Ellynd Stegner Bode
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