Qwerty

It's the new age but it's getting old

We found a new way to try to fit the mold

In a world full of followers I've never felt hollower

We're wasting our time

Laying our lives on the line

So put your hands in the air

(We know you won't)

Cause your face and your fingers are glued to your phone

Can we cut the cord?

Bite the hand that feeds?

Cause I've grown so bored of this tangled web we've weaved

Maybe I'm jaded but I kinda hatе it

The way we're bеhaving's decaying

So sing it if you're with me

Can we break free and escape this net?

We're close as three feet and yet we can't connect

(Just shoot me a text)

So put your hands in the air

(We know you won't)

Cause you're too busy thinking of what you should post

The way we're behaving's decaying and I feel out of place

Like I'm lost in cyberspace

Please take me home

A page without a face

Bookmark it so friends that I don't recognize

Can watch me drift along alone

So put your hands in the air

Is anybody out there?

Can we cut the cord?

Could we up and leave?

Is there just no cure for our apathy?

Guess I'm jaded cause I fucking hate it

The way we're behaving's decaying

So sing it if you're with me