Can't stop myself from running from the big bad internet

Every time I log on I eventually regret it

Connection and perfection just don't mesh that well

Log on to hell

Seems everyone is styling in the newest clothes but me

Throwing out the outfit after the party

Disposable projection just doesn't feel that free 

Virtual reality  

Friends on the internet but not in real life 

I might like your photo if you choose to swipe right 

But don't get too attached because I'm just a prototype

Just a prototype 

I'm falling down the darkest hole

I'm dropping likes with no control 

Self deprecation, as I scroll 

Responding to every troll

I wish I was invisible

I think we all just criminals

We lie, like were not miserable

This world just isn't livable

Yet I can't take the silence

This is drug violent

I guess I'll just stay compliant

Maybe you like me

I'll sell my soul, to your feed

I'm just sick of trying 

being loved, by the dying

Being loved by the dying

This world is crying we're all just dying

Friends on the internet but not in real life 

I might like your photo if you choose to swipe right 

But don't get too attached because I'm just a prototype

Just a prototype