Khary - Control Pt. 1 lyrics
Khary [Khary Durgans]
[Khary - Control Pt. 1 lyrics]
Man, I just
I feel myself drifting away sometimes
I get like seasonal depression when
I think too hard about
Where we are as humans or with technology
Though, I guess it's it's important
That I say something
In this love hate relationship heh
You feel me?
Uhhh, but, really though
Like what what is the the internet?
We all carve out our little
Nest in it's vast space
But, what the fuck is it?
By definition it's uh, hold up
Let me read this real quick
"A global computer network
Providing a variety
Of information and communication facilities
Consisting of interconnecting networks
Using", yeah
So
So, basically, a tool of
Information and communication
Cool even though we don't use half
Of what's available to us
The internet for you could
Be something completely
Different than what it is for me
Even though, I don't even know what
The fuck it is for me
Either
I mean
I like to say it's a way for human
Beings to communicate and be more connected
But, connected to what? Our digital selves?
These like false personas we've created
Out of our inner narcissist
Where we sell our opinions and personal lives
For reactions and self gratification?
It's like it's become a breeding
Ground for fake news, cowards
And fuck boys
But, whatever the fuck it is
I hate to say it
But I'm addicted
The internet is nothing more than just a
Dark hole that compliments my dark soul
A follow for a follow leaves the
World blind in a repost
Going through withdrawals
I have to log in when I need dose
I want to wake up one morning and not
Feel the need to check my phone
Do I have to know everything? Probably not
But even when life's all peachy
I'm pale as an apricot
Plenty wishing, they could have my
Spot, if they audition
They can have my socks
In fruition, fortified my thoughts
Not to mention all the things I've bought
Just to feel just to feel
Like I'm super smashin', truthfully
I'm button mashin'
Fuck a lot to feel I'm fastened
Empty mornings, nights of passion
Unsustaining sex for confidence
Fond of it, swung the wand
A bit, burned some bridges
Might have burned some monuments
Conversation, no common sense
Scrolling my news feed for false suspense
If my girlfriend's acting shady
Should I check her Facebook?
Make sure them post match up when she
Said she was at them places
Would I be any different than a
Country that spies on it's citizens
As I plead for my innocence? ADD
Don't need Ritalin
Yeah
I feel myself drifting away sometimes
I get like seasonal depression when
I think too hard about
Where we are as humans or with technology
Though, I guess it's it's important
That I say something
In this love hate relationship heh
You feel me?
Uhhh, but, really though
Like what what is the the internet?
We all carve out our little
Nest in it's vast space
But, what the fuck is it?
By definition it's uh, hold up
Let me read this real quick
"A global computer network
Providing a variety
Of information and communication facilities
Consisting of interconnecting networks
Using", yeah
So
So, basically, a tool of
Information and communication
Cool even though we don't use half
Of what's available to us
The internet for you could
Be something completely
Different than what it is for me
Even though, I don't even know what
The fuck it is for me
Either
I mean
I like to say it's a way for human
Beings to communicate and be more connected
But, connected to what? Our digital selves?
These like false personas we've created
Out of our inner narcissist
Where we sell our opinions and personal lives
For reactions and self gratification?
It's like it's become a breeding
Ground for fake news, cowards
And fuck boys
But, whatever the fuck it is
I hate to say it
But I'm addicted
The internet is nothing more than just a
Dark hole that compliments my dark soul
A follow for a follow leaves the
World blind in a repost
Going through withdrawals
I have to log in when I need dose
I want to wake up one morning and not
Feel the need to check my phone
Do I have to know everything? Probably not
But even when life's all peachy
I'm pale as an apricot
Plenty wishing, they could have my
Spot, if they audition
They can have my socks
In fruition, fortified my thoughts
Not to mention all the things I've bought
Just to feel just to feel
Like I'm super smashin', truthfully
I'm button mashin'
Fuck a lot to feel I'm fastened
Empty mornings, nights of passion
Unsustaining sex for confidence
Fond of it, swung the wand
A bit, burned some bridges
Might have burned some monuments
Conversation, no common sense
Scrolling my news feed for false suspense
If my girlfriend's acting shady
Should I check her Facebook?
Make sure them post match up when she
Said she was at them places
Would I be any different than a
Country that spies on it's citizens
As I plead for my innocence? ADD
Don't need Ritalin
Yeah