Lyrics

Sometimes I wanna be Anyone but me It sucks inside my head My youth is dead, it's dead, it's dead Every day I wake up But I can't give a fuck I try so hard to care But none is ever there, is there It's all a simulation This whole damn situation Is suddenly up for everybody's interpretation There's no way it's real My gratitude it feels so fake Like we're all models I think I'm in VR goggles VR Goggles VR Goggles Putting on a show For everyone I know Looking at my phone but Feeling all alone, alone Staring through the screen Pretending that it's me Performing all I see As sad as that can be, can be Talk heads between scenes Explaining their thinking Truman had it nice So why give up the vice, the vice The vice, the vice, the vice There's no way it's real My gratitude it feels So fake, we'll be in fossils I think I'm in VR goggles VR Goggles VR goggles (Happy, Fun, Whistling)
Writer(s): Liam Morrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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