Using
A mirror I control
Extension of my soul
I see myself through your console
You're still an evening screen
But terrestrial tv
Never used to judge me
Look inside
There's a world inside
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
It's hard enough, it seems
To keep up with these things
It's sick and all so cynical
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Misanthropy still pays
A pound a word a day
And I'm still reading, seething
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
We were young then, ridiculed them
But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands
With their keyboards, slow fingers
They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us
We're all feeling it (We were young then, ridiculed them)
We're still feeling it (But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands)
Yeah, we're all feeling shit (With their keyboards, slow fingers)
(They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us)
Look outside
There's a world outside
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it (I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
everyone's using it
Extension of my soul
I see myself through your console
You're still an evening screen
But terrestrial tv
Never used to judge me
Look inside
There's a world inside
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
It's hard enough, it seems
To keep up with these things
It's sick and all so cynical
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Misanthropy still pays
A pound a word a day
And I'm still reading, seething
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it
We were young then, ridiculed them
But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands
With their keyboards, slow fingers
They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us
We're all feeling it (We were young then, ridiculed them)
We're still feeling it (But they said they saw our futures in the palm of our hands)
Yeah, we're all feeling shit (With their keyboards, slow fingers)
(They know us, we don't know what's wrong with us)
Look outside
There's a world outside
(I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
Everyone's using it (I don't know, but Lord it feels like)
Everyone's using, everyone's using
everyone's using it
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Macpherson, Danny Blandy, Jed Cullen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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