The Voice of Addiction
We try to act cool
but in reality we are fool,
trapped in a endless loop
eliminated from the group.
24x7 we are on the phone
and the world seems quite unknown,
every time we feel alone
when we don't have our phone.
We are living in a world of fake
which is our biggest mistake,
Insta have became our friend
and the world is near to the end.
What's wrong with us?
Don't you think we
have to discuss?
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