For The Likes

(álbum: Pressure Point - 2020)

Yeah
Welcome everybody to the party
Oh I'm sorry, none of us had been invited
Sipping on a little bitterness until the gibberish has fully been ignited
Fake setting, fake background, fake models, fake ass, wow
Fake drinks, tell me, where the Jack now?
'Cause I've half-ground up the cash cow
Like give me a break
I'm just here tapping to get me a shake
Taking no action, sitting in space
Help me get outta this prison with haste
But isn't it great?
I feel like the world is around me
But also that nobody's home
Looking for people to log on and doubt me
Projecting the demons they hold

I'm on the phone, feeling alone
Looking for home, where do I go?
How do you know if you're a clone?
When you atone, nobody knows
I've been on hold, try'na be whole
They just been telling me "Hold on the line"
People are so foul now
This whole crowd is just hoping for drama to find

They just do it for the likes, right
They just do it for the likes, yikes

I've been on hold, try'na be whole
I've been comparing everybody else' life
Been sharing everybody else' strife
When the bell strike, nothing felt trite
Felt palm sweat, felt my belt tight
This a hot mess, you can tell right?
Just dropped in for a minute though
Still a shit show, make a left Mike
This a phony parade
Made up of zombies that know what to say
Read it on somebody, so-and-so page
So everything they know is holy and great
Hold me and sway
'Cause you got the answers, I'm wholly amazed
Forgive that I'm human, it's only a phase
I'm working on slowly controlling my face
These filters are great but

I'm on the phone, feeling alone
Looking for home, where do I go?
How do you know if you're a clone?
When you atone, nobody knows
I've been on hold, try'na be whole
They just been telling me "Hold on the line"
People are so foul now
This whole crowd is just hoping for drama to find

They just do it for the likes, right
They just do it for the likes, yikes
They just do it for the likes, yikes
They just do it for the likes, yikes