Getting Old on the Internet (feat. Mikal kHill & int eighty)

I don't know about

I don't recognize any of the names on the trending page

No, I don't know about

I don't keep up with things people say that they shouldn't have

And I don't care about

I don't cover up any of my greys these days

Here we go, we're getting old

We're getting old on the internet

Innit weird?

I'm Moses, carving a silicone tablet

Bashing my face with it repeatedly out of habit

An oversharing trauma magnet

Baiting people with details, see who brings it up when theres static

It's the truth, I'll reveal every little scar

Just to bait you in you lean too close I'll bite your jugular

I can't separate from this extension of myself

Marketing my worst traits online to generate some wealth

Probably bad for my health

My greatest fear as a child was my thoughts would die along with my outer self

So now my most insignificant words will live forever

My greatest moments buried in a email-bomb shelter

Coming down fast, so you can call that helter skelter

It's all parasocial but the effects are felt forever, Together.

Whatever. It's clever. Alright...

I don't know about

I don't recognize any of the names on the trending page

No, I don't know about

I don't keep up with things people say that they shouldn't have

And I don't care about

I don't cover up any of my greys these days

Here we go, we're getting old

We're getting old on the internet

Innit weird?

It was barely after lights out, piracy in high amounts

Watching every byte count of download then it timed out

I was a Real Player (huh) connected to a broken stream

Of hopes and dreams intertwined with glowing screens and modem screams

Set the scene: A lonely teen, lurking and in search of any opening

Unfolding clean, you know the theme

My whole belief was that anyone connected was infected by this show, and see, computers were a smoke machine (let it out)

This isn't fiction, I'm addicted and there's no retreat

Resisting every urge to go to sleep until I overheat

Adrenaline for medicine was measured into doses each

Second I was stressing folks would notice me, so to speak

Turned a clover leaf, lucky that I made it out

Zero on my record, extra zeroes for the bank account

Grays in large amount from fast pace of chasing clout

A treasure trove of exploits, buried in my grave no doubt

I don't know about

I don't recognize any of the names on the trending page

No, I don't know about

I don't keep up with things people say that they shouldn't have

And I don't care about

I don't cover up any of my greys these days

Here we go, we're getting old

We're getting old on the internet

Innit weird?

The other day I made someone's eyes go wide

When I shared I've been online since 1995

They said "I wasn't even alive then" — sigh

That's alright sit tight and I'll describe

Another time (yeah?) before microblogging's rise

Unlimited characters tried living in tube's delight

Some called it second life (ehhn) that's a bit trite

But it really felt some times that you could just decide (what?)

Run and tell em right (yeah?) so I herd u lyk (oh)

Up until the night rolls into the hurt of light

Shining on the dreamlike ghost of Lite Brites

Pining for pictures, screamed like hosts of devious fright

I confide (what?) I never really had any pride

And I avoided any site/sight that might get me to try

Cuz even in the Wild West of the World Wide Web

Sometimes we find it's still easier to hide

Alright

I don't think about

I don't think about all the time lost wondering where I've gone

No, I don't know about

I can't keep up with who I could've been if I knew it all along

And I don't care about

I don't cover up any of my They's these days

Here we go, we're getting old

We're getting old on the internet

Innit weird?