Chell and the Vetos - Echo Chamber
If apologies are for the livingThen dying's for apologists
And if you don't agree with me
I bet that you'll agree with this
I think that I'm losing my mind
I just need Twitter to agree
It's the fact I don't exist to you
And that you don't exist to me
The lack of air inside this vacuum
Is going to my head
I'm obsessing over words
That I hope someone must have said
We're all so chronically online and right
Self-righteous and always polite
Born and raised behind a screen
Watching an online guillotine
Trapped inside an echo chamber
Trapped inside their rooms
Medical advice from shitposters
Doctor's appointments on Zoom
You wonder why I'm singing bitter
Let me pump your brain full of Twitter
Veins go, veins go, veins go vain
And human blood becomes mundane
The lack of air inside this vacuum
Is making my brain rot
I'm obsessing over something
That I've already forgot
We're all so chronically online and right
Self-righteous and always polite
Born and raised behind a screen
Watching an online guillotine
Blue screen, a digital cough
Dead teens, time to switch it off
Where's the power button, pull the plug
You need fresh air, you need a hug
You need some time, places to go
New opinions shoved down your throat
You need to stop, you need a break
Keep being woke, but be awake
Cause killing time is not the same
When you're online and you're in pain
Rearrange my profile
I'll rearrange my guts
I don't understand how this stuff works
And It's driving me nuts
Written by:
Mitchell Logan
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