I Hate That I’m Addicted to the Internet

I hate that I’m
Addicted to the internet
It would have been
Nice in moderation

I know my time
Isn’t best spent on the internet
But I can’t look away
From how it knows me

Pretty young girl dancing on the screen
Has to write in her bio she’s seventeen
Cuz the data will show the male thirty-year-olds
And their watch times will grow as she takes off her clothes on the feed

I think about it when I go to sleep
Internet’s you and the internet’s me
It knows what we want and it gives what wе need
We’re to blame for our vapid, dеpraved interest schema

I am broken and searching for passion
But my brain still prefers the distractions
All the porn and the drama
The jokes and the trauma
I can’t fucking help that I like it, and

I hate that I’m
Addicted to the internet
It would have been
Nice in moderation

I know my time
Isn’t best spent on the internet
And the scariest part
Is how it knows me

I hate that I’m
Addicted to the internet
(to the internet)
And the scariest part
Is how it knows me