Kid in an Adult Bodybag

Do you remember when songs weren't just a race to the chorus?
Now everybody is captured, so let's just keep it recording
I heard the financial state is local government whoring
And we're more interested in checking if Chris Rock is still touring

I think we're going straight under and no not like Evanescence
More like our planet is dying just like your kid's adolescence
We're all a shining example of how to cope with depression
So let's hide under our online simulation

Do you remember the days when we'd game 'til the morning light?
Then mom would come in and tell us, "Time to save it, lads"
But mom we're online, no you don't understand it and stand it, and
I'm just a kid in an adult body bag

Do you remember the days when we'd sneak to another land?
Turn down the TV so that dad couldn't get too mad
Hide under the sheets every time that we heard a bang, heard a bang
I'm still a kid in an adult body bag

Obsessed with being too lonely but never leaving my house
Too scared to talk to a stranger 'cause we're all predators now
Don't wanna tell you all lies, but you'll just twist up the truth
Since when did I give a fuck? Since people didn't need proof

You're just a person to hate, a person to taunt
You're a person to blame, a reason to talk
Fuck your internet fame, the views are all bought
But you keep paying away, then tell me to stop

Do you remember the days when we'd game 'til the morning light?
Then mom would come in and tell us, "Time to save it, lads"
But mom we're online, no you don't understand it and stand it, and
I'm just a kid in an adult body bag

Do you remember the days when we'd sneak to another land?
Turn down the TV so that dad couldn't get too mad
Hide under the sheets every time that we heard a bang, heard a bang
I'm still a kid in an adult body bag

"Do you have friends?" Yeah, I love that show
Wait, you meant in real life? Oh, then I don't know
And yeah, I have more money, but I'm still broke
I thought I'd feel better then, feel better then

"Oh, do you have friends?" Yeah, I love that show (God, here we go again)
Wait, you meant in real life? Oh, then I don't know (God, here we go again)
And yeah, I have more money, but I'm still broke (God, here we go again)
I thought I'd feel better then, feel better then

Do you remember the days when we'd game 'til the morning light?
Then mom would come in and tell us, "Time to save it, lads"
But mom we're online, no you don't understand it and stand it, and
I'm just a kid in an adult body bag

Do you remember the days when we'd sneak to another land?
Turn down the TV so that dad couldn't get too mad
Hide under the sheets every time that we heard a bang, heard a bang
I'm still a kid in an adult body bag

Adult body bag
I'm still a kid in an adult body bag



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Shair Robert Sanderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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