Full Moon Over the Internet

Twenty hours a day, living for likes

Saying all the things that need to be said, no or never

Just a typical day inside my head

Just like the internet, goes on forever

And I am reborn every day

Am I standing up or merely standing in the way?

Have I opened your mind or touched a nerve?

I will decide when you deserve a piece of my rage

In the middle of the day or middle of the night

Whenever I see your green light, I will engage you

And I can be found here every day

Saying all the things no one here has the guts to say

Full moon over the internet

You see how crazy it can get

Fever pitch, and then you lose your mind

Sorry's not gonna cut it this time

Such a witty retort, touché, touché

But you'll never make me go away, thus I remind you

I'm so much more than just a troll

Yes, it is I who doth control the things that you do

And vibes are getting worse here every day

And as I'm falling upwards, no one cares what I have to say

Full moon over the internet

You see how crazy it can get

Fever pitch, and then you lose your mind

Sorry's not gonna cut it this time

Full moon over the internet

You see how crazy it can get

Fever pitch, and then you lose your mind

Sorry's not gonna cut it this time