Lenses of Rose

There is a page on your phone
Creates a digital illusion that you're not alone
While its casting it's spell
Though merely staring at a thing in your hand
Not flesh and bone
Shapes a fantasy realm so grand
All the places and the faces
Bowing to imaginary demands
Try to understand how like a virus
It's spreading through the land

Remove your lenses of rose
If you hope to expose

Dreams are all very well
They can lift you to heaven
Or pull you out of hell
But it all comes crashing down
Late at night when there's no one around
See the people who built this pixel world so bleak
Were broken and inept and did oft flee retreat
Nonetheless little by little
Into your consciousness they seep and creep

Remove your lenses of rose
If you hope to expose
A shallow empty game

This social thing so detached that its anything but
Tell me can it ever be, ever be enough?

It was a first person shooter
Got you ready for your big school onslaught
High score how they littered the ground
All those video game princesses merely dragged and bound
What were you taught?
That they were best when they made no sound?
In this kingdom all your own that you have found

Remove your lenses of rose
If you hope to expose
A shallow empty game
Oh so tired and lame
Remove your lenses of rose
Before your mind completely goes

See there's this thing on your phone
It creates a digital illusion that you're not alone