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Jeff Kirby
Jeff Kirby
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Josh Thomas
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Tim Karman
Tim Karman
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There's a pile of phone books At the apartment door Ignored, they sit for weeks Forsaken, obsolete I am online, I am alive I need it to survive I want it now, I need it faster First world problems Hey social network Freeze, it's the grammar police And you're wanted for murder How much language degrade further? Get psyched! We're all going to be famous Just film your stupid life And hordes will swarm to trash and praise it Or get off By keeping your spite nameless Spitting the foulest bile Anonymously shameless A failed ideal There's no global community It's just a web of chuds Talking shit with impunity No one around me Listens to what I say How do I make it viral I've got what it takes To succeed I don't need it to last Just give me a taste I'll burn out hot and fast My opinion is important That is why I write my blog It makes me feel like I'm important When people read my blog It feels so good when the words come out Keystroking my ego What else would you like to know? What else would you like to know? I took a look at your life On the internet And I was not impressed And I was not impressed I took a look at your life On the internet And I was not impressed And I was not impressed And I was not impressed And I was not impressed
Writer(s): Jeff Kirby, Josh Thomas, Tim Karman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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