The Birdwatchers - Social Lyrics

You say, "I'm a social waste,"
And "I'm just a sad kid with good music taste."
Well your thousand friends don't echo the same
It's your personality to blame
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"
Well, enough is enough
While you post another spam picture begging for retweets and such
Because, let's be real here, the public just eats all that up
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"
So now you open the window
And you broadcast your thoughts
To be heard by all your friends as well as some who'd rather not
But you make them happy
That's debatable
You survive and thrive on being relatable
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And even still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"

You say, "I'm a social waste,"
And "I'm just a sad kid with good music taste."
Well your thousand friends don't echo the same
It's your personality to blame
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"
Well, enough is enough
While you post another spam picture begging for retweets and such
Because, let's be real here, the public just eats all that up
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"
So now you open the window
And you broadcast your thoughts
To be heard by all your friends as well as some who'd rather not
But you make them happy
That's debatable
You survive and thrive on being relatable
You back yourself into a corner of lies
Your only options are to come clean or hide
Desired progress means you'll kill to survive
So keep your story straight and keep passing time
And even still, some people will cry
They won't see through all your lies
Now that you have their attention
You can say, "oh, this is goodbye"