Social Suicide

There are answers to all questions like there are friendships to all your mentions.
Insta-like me or insta-die please.
Your facial literature contains your high breeze.

The higher you chirp, the harder they fall.
The fake-ness at an all-time high so low.
With fake power comes fake responsibility.
Superhero status with superzero chance to be.

Social suicide.
As real as you and I.
Social suicide.
Go on, lift your collar high.
Social suicide.
As real as you and I.
Social suicide.
Go on, let your colours fly.

I’ll triple double u, for all the shit that comes out of you.
You’ll trip and turn blue, for all the fakery in life you do.
Step right up, line up, are you next to lose?
Who wants to fill these bootlegged clown shoes?

Can I ask you to step off your rainbow unicorn?
Live life like you’re meant to do?
Just a task or two since the day that you were born.
Live life before life lives you.

Social suicide.
As real as you and I.
Social suicide.
Go on, lift your collar high.
Social suicide.
As real as you and I.

Feathers express the weight I put in these letters.
Depress the rage I seem to have gathered.
Refresh the stage of pain and regret it.
Caress the craze of wealth without credit.
I wish I found the past to keep me from ‘had it’.

Phantom pains from your phantom parrot.
Voices ricochet off walls, thick as subreddits.
Plain in sight, still hidden, embedded.
These URLs are forward like meta.
Should’ve seen through it, shouldn’t have mattered.
The redder the heads, the fatter the cheddar.
Starvation awaits but somehow we fed her.

Disconnect now.
The sooner the better.

Social suicide.
As real as you and I.
Social suicide.
Go on, lift your collar high.
Social suicide.
As real as you and I.

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