Dopamine on a Filtered Timeline

Wake up, blue light, Burns my eyes. Thumb goes numb before I'm even

alive. Mirror selfie, fake ass grin. Post it up, let the hunger

begin. We're counting numbers like they mean something. Chasing ghosts that

don't feel nothing. Timeline's screaming, "Look at me." But the more I scroll,

the less I see. Every heart's a hit, every like's a

lie. Tell me I'm enough while the truth goes by. We're all wired

in, can't unplug the pain. Say my name, say my name.

Give me that dopamine, straight to the brain. We live off