CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Chained To The Rhythm
I've been reading
Black Mirror by George Orwell
Dystopian rebellion sells
I might as well
Use ten dollar words I just looked up like one
Antiestablishmentarianism
Are you impressed
At how work a pop star can be?
I'm so awoke I never sleep
Or even blink
We're connected but we've never been more separate
And I'm the only one who's ever thought or said that
It's time for us to get politicized
For reals, you guys
Clap along, it's a protest song
But not one that'll offend mommy
Hit 'em with subtle imagery
Like a rollercoaster with emojis
That was deep as f**k
Why does your life suck?
It's 'cause of corporations
Applications
And other 'ations
Are we phone deaf?
Just typing, swiping, liking stuff
So I removed the temptation
Chopped off my thumbs
Now every time I grab my phone I drop it, drop it
This helps me to leave it in my pocket, pocket
Give up your snapgrams and instablogs
Get your Amish on
Give up electricity
Learn how to sew all your own clothing
Churn it up, I can't believe
Making butter could be so darn easy
You can be like me
Sans technology
I'm told that's how the world was
Back when I was
Just a fetus
That's enough, stop whittlin'
No-one deserves to be stuck here sittin'
Through all this bullsh*t you're emittin'
Allow me to bring up a point you're missin'
You realize if people took
Your dumb, clichéd advice
No-one would buy this single
And you'd be broke and no-one would put up with what you're spittin'
Grow up, I'm done babysittin'
Change of plans, listen to my song
Buy it on iTunes or Amazon
Turn on mute, keep it on repeat
Sorry that I bit the hand that feeds me
I don't need money
Just the stuff it brings
Like clothes for Mr. Mittens
Who has two thumbs
And loves kittens?
(This girl!)
Black Mirror by George Orwell
Dystopian rebellion sells
I might as well
Use ten dollar words I just looked up like one
Antiestablishmentarianism
Are you impressed
At how work a pop star can be?
I'm so awoke I never sleep
Or even blink
We're connected but we've never been more separate
And I'm the only one who's ever thought or said that
It's time for us to get politicized
For reals, you guys
Clap along, it's a protest song
But not one that'll offend mommy
Hit 'em with subtle imagery
Like a rollercoaster with emojis
That was deep as f**k
Why does your life suck?
It's 'cause of corporations
Applications
And other 'ations
Are we phone deaf?
Just typing, swiping, liking stuff
So I removed the temptation
Chopped off my thumbs
Now every time I grab my phone I drop it, drop it
This helps me to leave it in my pocket, pocket
Give up your snapgrams and instablogs
Get your Amish on
Give up electricity
Learn how to sew all your own clothing
Churn it up, I can't believe
Making butter could be so darn easy
You can be like me
Sans technology
I'm told that's how the world was
Back when I was
Just a fetus
That's enough, stop whittlin'
No-one deserves to be stuck here sittin'
Through all this bullsh*t you're emittin'
Allow me to bring up a point you're missin'
You realize if people took
Your dumb, clichéd advice
No-one would buy this single
And you'd be broke and no-one would put up with what you're spittin'
Grow up, I'm done babysittin'
Change of plans, listen to my song
Buy it on iTunes or Amazon
Turn on mute, keep it on repeat
Sorry that I bit the hand that feeds me
I don't need money
Just the stuff it brings
Like clothes for Mr. Mittens
Who has two thumbs
And loves kittens?
(This girl!)
