| Only virtual social surroundings |
| Never felt distanced like this before |
| I post lies, I stream grudge |
| Asocial media whore |
| Rough virtual social surroundings |
| I vulgarize more and more |
| I comment and spread hate |
| Asocial media whore |
| The bright screens are omnipresent |
| I’m not able to flee |
| Haunted by faceless hatred |
| I was told that’s new society |
| Adapt or be rejected |
| Who am I to refuse? |
| Disconnected from the outerworld |
| I’m forced to crave for digital love |
| Hate and be hated |
| Love and be loved |
| This life is solely worth living |
| If I gain regard and recognition |
| Hate and be hated |
| Love and be loved |
| This life is solely worth living |
| If I gain regard and recognition |
| I sense their eyes on me |
| Absorbing the resentful looks |
| I’m so insatiable for |
| Their piercing stares |
| I gloat about community’s blindness |
| While designing my online semblance |
| I’m what I want to be |
| Not what I am |
| Only virtual social surroundings |
| Never felt distanced like this before |
| I post lies, I stream grudge |
| Asocial media whore |