Frantic Sleep In The Captain's Echo Chamber

Looking down my nose at you
Judging everything you do
Like I'm some beacon of perfection

Look at all these thrilling lies
I'm Never enough in someone's eyes
A faceless book of reflections

Am I not entertaining you
With all these selfish things to prove
I can not seem to live on attention

Is there anyone else really there
Are we quarantined without a prayer
Anti-social beyond redemption

Perhaps I'll tell just one more lie
About a much happier life
Maybe with enough likes I'll find salvation

Trapped here spinning with you
Wrapped in a social cocoon
Locked in your own room
Researching how we're doomed

Lost here spinning with you
Buried in our social tomb
Locked in the echo room
Where All we hear is what we want to

Spent 30 days for loving you
With something that's a little crude
A grown ass man thrown into detention

So be careful how you craft your lies
While you sneak around to cheat on your wife
Wouldn't want to on curse your reputation

So slide into her dms dude
Send her dick pics and demand her nudes
Be the gentleman of this generation

She won't expect any less from you
With a neckbeard and your drink tattoo
You a picturesque douchebag definition

So Perhaps tell just one more lie
About a much happier life
Maybe with enough likes you'll find salvation

Trapped here spinning with you
Wrapped in a social cocoon
Locked in your own room
Researching how we're all doomed

Lost here spinning with you
Buried in our social tomb
Locked in the echo room
Where All we hear is what we want to