Every day starts with Ctrl + V
What do I do wrong, time and time again
How should I feel when I talk to a friend?
I live in the world which they have built
I don’t contribute, I'm riddled with guilt
How do they do it, seemingly with ease
Is there a life for the wingless worker bees?
The clutter of my home might seem unconfined
But doesn’t compare to the thoughts in my mind
I always have 10 strategies for my next move
Could I just stick to one, my life might improve
there’s pills to halt my thoughts from being bombarded
though when the effect stops I’m pretty much retarded
What do people think when they talk to me
Every day starts with Ctrl + V
What do I do wrong, time and time again
How should I feel when I talk to a friend?
I live in the world which they have built
I don’t contribute, I'm riddled with guilt
How do they do it, seemingly with ease
Is there a life for the wingless worker bees?
The clutter of my home might seem unconfined
But doesn’t compare to the thoughts in my mind
I always have 10 strategies for my next move
Could I just stick to one, my life might improve
there’s pills to halt my thoughts from being bombarded
though when the effect stops I’m pretty much retarded
What do people think when they talk to me