Gold

She wants gold, she wants diamonds
What she was sold by those online
Who sell a life they wish they had
They tell a lie with pics pre-planned
Now mystery's a history that I miss every day
Why do we all subscribe to these irrelevant updates

Can you feel it in the air or just see it on a screen?
If you saw it in the real world would you know what it means?
Would it still matter if you forgot to share this moment?
Did it still happen if you've no photo to document?

He feels so old behind the times
He can't grab hold of a life online
He can't type out his gift of gab
He tries so hard then he falls flat

Can you feel it in the air or just see it on a screen?
If you saw it in the real world would you know what it means?
Would it still matter if you forgot to share this moment?
Did it still happen if you've no photo to document?



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Carthy
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