One light on, the lens is wide
Nowhere left for a star to hide.
Your hands are folded like a paper crane
Dry-eyed weeping for the digital rain
You say "I'm growing" while you check the view
But the green screen’s peeling off the back of you
A thousand skulls in the scrolling feed
Planting every bitter little comment seed.
Oh, give us the fake apology
Set it to a beat for the world to see
Your heavy sigh is a brand new trend
We’re dancing on the grave of a filtered friend
Loop the glitch, make the scandal swing
While the internet laughs at the theater king.
Copy-paste mercy in a sans-serif font
Giving us the drama that the algorithms want
Every meme is a brick in your neon wall
We didn't come for truth, we came for the fall
You’re looking for a mirror, we’re looking for a laugh
Cutting up your soul for a three-second graph.
Refresh the page, the mask is thin
Where does the grift end and the person begin?
It’s a beautiful wreck, it’s a catchy mistake
Give us one more heart that you’re ready to fake.
Yeah, the apology sounds so sweet.
