Lyrics

Picking up the pieces Put me back together Nothing is the way that it was but does it matter? Life is but a journey God, but an illusion I control the masses I am your computer Picking up the pieces Put them back together Nothing is the way that it was but does it matter? Life is but a journey God, but an illusion I control the masses I am your computer I know all the things you say behind that alias I decide when you get sad with a new playlist Message one friend to bitch about another I have all the data I harbour it to destroy ya Now let me see What is all this smut in your history? I know you better than you do I know all about those dirty videos you view I am not a distraction You came to me I am here to live out every twisted fantasy I know you better than you do And I know all about those dirty videos you do I am not a distraction You came for me I am here to live out every twisted fantasy Find some time for the life that was never mine Ride that high into the wifi and die Ride the high into the wifi Ride the high into the wifi Ride the high into the wifi Deep inside my soul I know it's detrimental Blow off all my plans to dance inside my bedroom Burrowed in my brain The pain, I can't stop it I can't seem to find the time but I'm content Find some time for the life that was never mine Ride that high into the wifi and die Find some time for the life that was never mine Ride that high into the wifi and die I know they're so petty they'll sell what's said by eyes There's another world, digital Vacant of me Burial through video God damnit you bled through screen Pretending you're not miserable Subscribe to kill your mind
Writer(s): Christopher Mackertich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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