Liminal States - 21st Century Love

Hey, how are you, I kind of like your profile
You wanna meet up sometime?
Alright, let's do this...

At first I was afraid of the wild, been so long stuck inside
But then I crawled out into the lights, just to see what I could find
So here we are, looking for love in the 21st Century
And I'm trying to learn what it means to be free
You know what? All of the rules have changed
And nothing is the same

But anyway, hello, how nice of you to look up from your screen
To give me a fraction of your attention
Just enough to see if this could be your best life
I have to confess: I'm really not sure why I'm here
And I gotta ask: what do you want out of this?

'Cause you're looking at me like I'm your catch
And you're trying to decide if you'll throw me back
Did I tick all the boxes on your list?
When you closed your eyes and made a wish
No, you're not looking for everything
Just your perfect ten - where do I fit in?

So here I am, fixated on a screen
Watching you, look like you're living the dream
And well, what, d'you know, no one round here escapes the FOMO
My friend told me: 'Don't drop your guard
'Play to win and give them just enough of what they wanna hear'
I said: 'I'm too tired for all these games' ... and then I did it anyway
Already I can see it dawning
These rules, they should come with some kind of warning
'Cause if you are not the perfect specimen
Well go right back and start all over again
But that's OK, 'cause like the old saying goes
There's plenty more fish in the sea... right?

Now you're looking at me like I'm your catch
And you're trying to decide if you'll throw me back
Will you take me down from off this shelf?
Or keep on shopping for somebody else?
No you're not looking for everything
Just your perfect ten - and I don't fit in

No I can't believe at this grand old age
That I'm swiping right instead of turning a page
'Cause I know what you want before we meet
You want the moon on a stick
You want the world at your feet
And infinite possibilities
Though we know where it ends, it always ends up nowhere
But I kind of like it anyway, and I know you do too
'Cause we're all the same
It's a numbers game - love in the 21st Century
Gotta go all in - love
Where do I fit in? I don't fit in
This thing is gonna fuck you up, but you'll do it anyway
They call it love, doesn't feel like that to me
What are we really looking for?

Written by:
Jeremy Lawrence

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