Feedback - Intellectual

[Intro]

[Verse 1] (Psiren)

Sometimes all I hear is noise

When I'm coming to a breaking point

Like feedback, deafening, I can't avoid it

And if I seem annoyed, let me take a step back

I may have misdirected my frustration, I get that

If I attacked you, or anybody else in my anger

Just know that I think about it every single time I lay my head back

All the stupid shit I've ever said is set on infinite repeat

As I try to sleep

A self aware introvert, ridden with anxiety

Don't believe in no one in the sky 'cos y'all just lie to me

Paranoid to a fault, scared to face society

Disgusted with the disrespect we show the earth so violently

Offended by the way we treat each other

Yet offended by the way we get offended over nothing

It's so cowardly, hide behind our keyboards and our phones

As for reality?

With every benefit we reap from all of this technology

We disconnect, and these emotions overwhelm entirely

Until we don't know how to be confronted

Or hold onto our composure

We're consumed until we're complacent entirely

I am getting tired over never getting any sleep

Sick of being scared to live, always being scared to leap

Tell me why it is I'm so afraid I'll be forgotten

Yet I struggle when it's time to do something that's worth remembering

Like a puppet on a string, I'm played

I buy this rhetoric of endless negativity and feel it enter into me

Tell me, hypothetically?

What changes when strangers become angels?

It's outrageous, these phases turn into sad faces

Saved on my camera roll as I turn pages

[Verse 2] (Caius Hubris)

Show me anybody who was ready for this kind of tech

And you will find an underhanded man, let's look in retrospect

It hasn't been a minute since I had to bring another up

Everywhere I look I'm seeing people bein' struck with trucks

Get outside your bubble drag another incel to the light

Step out of your home and tell a nazi it'll be alright

If we let another race live inside the neighbourhood

I promise it's not like they said online, it'll be all good

Feminism is an organism now all on its own

Convinced that the patriarchy is a dragon living in the home

And we agree that equity is nowhere to be seen

But killing all the men seems a little extreme, come on

Echo chamber feedback, confirmation bias

Rampant pedophilia living in the pious

Instagram face tune, Worldstar rubberneck

Amazon, Wal-Mart gobbling your paycheck

The truth is they’ll do whatever it takes

To keep your eyes glued on to the little mistakes

The hairline fractures that separate the masses

And keep the hatred off the upper classes

Do your best to stop the feedback (feedback)

Let me my check Facebook, I’ll be right back