Post-Ironic Sinkhole - We Are The Union

Been starin' at my phone for weeks

The future never seemed so bleak

Quite comfortable with constant conflict

In what I do and write

We roll our apathetic eyes

We flash our Gin & Tonic smiles to forget

Our take on adulthood is just barely scraping by

Count all the reasons that I still have feelings

To make sure that I still have feelings

A post-ironic sinkhole that I just fall in and die

I feel defined by advertisements, social media

And the Donald Trump meme you said was funny

But Donald Trump is never funny

And I hate this

How I capsize when we contrast

I’m all bite with no attack

And I hate this

How I romanticize the past

'Cause I’m never going back

Every day is difficult when you’re stuck in your head

A million voices screaming in a fight you can’t defend

Been starin' at this screen for weeks

The present never seemed so bleak

Forever lost in my apartment, all alone among my friends

And I hate this

How I capsize when we contrast

I’m all bite with no attack

And I hate this

How I romanticize the past

'Cause I’m never going back

But we feel safe

Glowing light on vacant faces

Glorifying daily basis

And we feel safe

Glowing light on vacant faces

Embellishing our rodent races

We feel safe

Yeah we feel safe

When we dissasociate

Why can’t I put my phone away?

Why can’t I put my phone away?

It doesn’t mean anything

Why can’t I put my phone away?

Why can’t I put my phone away?

It doesn’t mean anything

It doesn’t mean anything

Why can’t I put my phone away?

Why can’t I put the glow away?

It doesn’t mean anything

It doesn’t mean anything