hey bb when are we getting the full version released 

im listening to this for the sixth time now

please keep blessing us with new music you are my favorite artist ever

Everywhere I look somebody’s trying to sell me something
I think the advertising gave me some kind of dysfunction
Like maybe there’s a consequence to overconsumption
Who would’ve known?
They claim that you can love yourself except they never say how
But here’s a diet pill for you to go and shit your brains out
I know that things are bad don’t have another nervous breakdown 
Pick up your phone

And scroll til you don’t feel anything, don’t feel anything, anything at all
Scroll til you don’t feel anything, don’t feel anything

Girl’s rib cages
On my social pages
Maybe I’ll get prettier 
When I get famous
Girl’s rib cages
On my social pages
Maybe I’ll get prettier 
When I get famous

Girls on the internet are starting to look even sicker 
But everybody seems to want to look and like their pictures
They give the people what they want and what they want is thinner 
Go figure
And all that I can really do is simply be complacent 
I have a feeling though one day I’ll go completely apeshit
Sometimes it’s all a lot and there’s just no way to escape it 
Let’s face it

So scroll til you don’t feel anything, don’t feel anything, anything at all
Scroll til you don’t feel anything, don’t feel anything

Girl’s rib cages
On my social pages
Maybe I’ll get prettier 
When I get famous
Girl’s rib cages
On my social pages
Maybe I’ll get prettier 
When I get famous

And you would think I’m mad 
About the way they wrecked me 
And you would think I’m sad 
But all I am is empty 
I’m so desensitized 
I’m never satisfied 
Haven’t felt a thing in ages
You know nothing every truly changes
At least that’s what it feels like
And none of this seems right 

But there’s no way to stop it 
Pixels in my pocket 
Make me wanna rip my eyes right out their sockets
But there’s no way to stop it 
Pixels in my pocket 
Make me wanna rip my eyes right out their sockets
And you would think I’m mad 
But all I am is empty
And you would think I’m mad 
But all I am is empty

Girls' Rib Cages

We Met On The Internet.

Something me and my student Tessa wrote! Hope ya like <3

We Met On The Internet.

Will Joseph Cook

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