A mirror I control

Extension of my soul

I see myself through your console

You're still an evening screen

But terrestrial tv

Never used to judge me

Look inside

There's a world inside

(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)

Everyone's using, everyone's using

Everyone's using it

It's hard enough, it seems

To keep up with these things

It's sick and all so cynical

(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)

Misanthropy still pays

A pound a word a day

And I'm still reading, seething

(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)

Everyone's using, everyone's using

Everyone's using it

Everyone's using, everyone's using

Everyone's using it

We were young then, ridiculed them

But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands

With their keyboards, slow fingers

They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us

We're all feeling it (We were young then, ridiculed them)

We're still feeling it (But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands)

Yeah, we're all feeling shit (With their keyboards, slow fingers)

(They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us)

Look outside

There's a world outside

(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)

Everyone's using, everyone's using

Everyone's using it (I don't know, but Lord it feels like)

Everyone's using, everyone's using

Everyone's using it