CROWNS

Why A question that I'm asking every second of my life A place where you can do it on repeat until you die Not a one trick And it made me so sick And it caused a panic Till it didn't 'Cause the internet forgot you existed I learned TV killed the radio But what'll burn it all down in the digital 'Cause if the only way out is virtual I may never find home A little bit of failure A little bit of pain A little bit of anger Made what you see today I think I killed the past I'ma pop the champagne Get the fuck out of my face 'Cause I'll never be the same Everything you wanted is a me you'll never know I'm not your little puppet You can string up through your phone Either scroll yourself away Or keep your mouth shut if you don't I'm coming back to take the throne No holding out I'm letting go I know it's time to cut you off I will not be what I'm not Time We only got limited amount in a circle called life You can spend it bowing down to the crowns that we see online But to me it's a blinding forced feeding eating us alive But I gotta keep in mind A little bit of failure A little bit of pain A little bit of anger Made what you see today I think I killed the past I'mma pop the champagne Get the fuck out of my face Cause I'll never be the same Everything you wanted is a me you'll never know I'm not your little puppet You can string up through your phone Either scroll yourself away Or keep your mouth shut if you don't I'm coming back to take the throne No holding out I'm letting go I know it's time to cut you off I will not be what I'm not Go