I see the magazines

That shit just isn't me

I'm in such disbelief

We've changed the way we think

I keep scrollin, this takes a toll on me

Can't control, it's got a hold on me

Why do we decide to pretend

Why do we give into these trends

I feel consumed

With whispers of howI should look feel and do, but these are the rules

I feel consumed

By socials and media, even the news, and that ain't the truth

I feel consumed

I feel consumed

The world has made us blind

Changing unique designs

Beauty can't be defined

Mine comes from inside

I validate myself

It's so much better for my health

I'm feeling so compelled

To get us out of this hell

I keep scrollin

This takes a toll on me

Can't control, it's got a hold on me

Why do we decide to pretend

Why do we give into these trends

I feel consumed

With whispers of how I should look feel and do but these are the rules

I feel consumed

By socials and media, even the news, and that ain't the truth

I feel consumed

I feel consumed

With whispers of how I should look feel and do but these are the rules

I feel consumed, by socials and media, even the news, and that ain't the truth

I feel consumed

I feel consumed

Why we obsessin with plastic and perfection, oh

We keep on messin with these thoughts they're so destructive, oh

Why we obsessin with plastic and perfection, oh

We keep on messin with these thoughts they so destructive, oh