Virtual - Arms Akimbo

All my friends are virtual

But they miss me anyway

What happened to deep and personal?

Are you listening?

And we could talk

We could start over again

See, I know you went and lost my head some more

When you cropped me out

And we could be better friends

Despite what they tell me

With a fire in a radiant reply

Of perfection and denial

All my friends are virtual

But they miss me anyway

What happened to deep and personal?

Are you listening?

You preach to my choir

And you hate on her story

Say you’re sick and tired of watching all the shit

But you follow anyway

You know that fucks me up

To watch the world from my bedroom

I’m alone, I wanna pick it up

I’m at home, I wanna pick it all

All my friends are virtual

But they miss me anyway

What happened to deep and personal?

Are you listening?

And all my friends have said enough

But they miss me anyway

What happened to deep and personal?

Are you listening?

So quick to share the words you think

A picture, there’s worth a thousand drinks

So you fix your hair while the image sinks

With the filter out, maybe Juno will do

The trick to share the words you think

A picture, there’s worth a thousand drinks

So you fix your hair while the image sinks

With the filter out, maybe Juno will do

But all my friends are virtual

But they miss me anyway

What happened to deep and personal?

Are you listening?