Forced to Follow

There is conflict

Happening in your homes

No-one needs to go outside

You'll feel it through your phone

Everyone is so connected

But isolation grows

One sad generation lost

Just wanting to feel close

War, without weapons

Never-ending pain

War, it does happen

Imprint in your brain

The quiet struggle

Showing off online

All these prices and possessions

Most of it a lie

Artificial body parts

Pressured to look good

All of it one big illusion

Just made up to fool

A crowd of followers

Like-minded they would say

Lingering in the background

It's not their true way

Gang up on your enemies

Preying on the weak

Whole lives get destroyed in seconds

Just from a quick tweet

War, without weapons

Never-ending pain

War, it does happen

Imprint in your brain

War, without weapons

Never-ending pain

War, it does happen

Imprint in your brain