CROWNS - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Why? A question that I'm asking every second of my life

A place where you can do it on repeat until you die

Not a one trick and it made me so sick

And it caused a panic 'til it didn't 'cause the internet forgot you existed

I learned TV killed the radio

But what'll burn it all down in the digital?

'Cause if the only way out is virtual

I may never find home

A little bit of failure, a little bit of pain

A little bit of anger made what you see today

I think I killed the past, I'ma pop the champagne

Get thе fuck out of my face 'cause I'll nevеr be the same

Everything you wanted is a me you'll never know

I'm not your little puppet you can string up through your phone

Either scroll yourself away or keep your mouth shut if you don't

I'm coming back to take the throne

No holding out, I'm letting go

I know it's time to cut you off

I will not be what I'm not

Time

We only got a limited amount in a circle called life

You can spend it bowing down to the crowns that we see online

But to me, it's a blinding force, feeding, eating us alive

But I gotta keep in mind