I sat there in the dark alone
A laptop on my chest
As it lit up my face
When I typed the address
They were mozzies to the flame you see
Serotonin to the brain so don’t go to sleep
And i’ll know what I’ll miss when I’m gone
Another thing to debate
Another hill to die on
A ratio you don’t want
And I run my eyes
over tabs I keep open
That have been there many months but it’s
Somehow not enough
I can’t help when I want to
But when I look,
I can never turn around
I just want to surrender
This is toxic and tender
This is toxic and tender
This is toxic and tender
So many words and thoughts
Pressing to be said
To be heard and fed
Discredited before read
Every second public
Every minute public
Everyone is plugged in
With a different judgement
And if you think I’m uninvolved
Like off the grid and not beholden
Falsified my own figures, fuck it
Click click keep scrolling
I am not in control, nah
One day I’ll log off for good
And if can, I will, I would
LOREN RYAN
I can’t help when I want to
But when I look,
I can never turn around
I just want to say a prayer there
This is toxic and tender
This is toxic and tender
This is toxic and tender