The Internet

Hold on for dear life
Got the world at your fingertips
Good lord
We sure ask a lot, but don't wanna know
Search hope and dreams
Nothing's for free
If you want, buy a new personality
You're so deep, but you do it in vanity

We can't hold our own
Throw sticks and stones over the whole town
Palms wet
Prom dates set over the internet

Hold pose for that style
Communicating in our pictures
Oh good lord
We sure say a lot, but don't want to know
Search all the skin
Turn shop to friend
If you want, buy a life or a bitter end
It's so sad, but you're turning it on again

I've been fucking my mind from left to right
It's time to go down
When fresh blood meets brainwashed
Dead, staring at the phone
We hold stock, but we won't hold still
Just something about that life we kill
And if you can't hang, then you might just find your luck in pills

We can't hold our own
Throw sticks and stones over the whole town
Palms wet
Prom dates met over the internet

I've been fucking my mind from left to right
It's time to go down
When fresh blood meets brainwashed
Dead, staring at the phone
We hold stock, but we won't hold still
Just something about that life we kill
And if you can't hang, then you might just find your luck in pills
I've been fucking my mind from left to right
It's time to go down
When fresh blood meets brainwashed
Dead, staring at the phone
We hold stock, but we won't hold still
Just something about that life we kill
And if you can't get it up, then you might just find your luck in pills

I've been fucking my mind from left to right
It's time to go down
If you can't hang, then you might just find your luck in pills
I've been fucking my mind from left to right
I've been fucking my mind
I've been fucking my mind