​slaneyfamous - Pander express

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What?
What do you want from me?
(What do you want from me?)
I gave it all I got
And now I feel nothing
I feel nothing
Found out it's an illusion, everything we do
So how can I cope now, feeling twenty-two?
The chemicals don't flow like they used to, right?
Remember when we used to like wasting time online?
Wasting time

When what you're after's gone, do you move on?
Or do you cry and refuse to put your shoes on right?
I don't know, but I'm trying
Digital boy staying up all night
It's go-o-o-o-one
And the delusions
Far more drug-induced than initially assumed
And I didn't know, but I'm trying
Digital boy staying up past my bedtime

(Digital boy, staying up past my bedtime)

I was a fool to think I could escape
And get out to an island hideaway
And see only the things I like
You can't teach taste, don't waste my time
But if I get what I deserve will everybody else get what they want?
No, I don't think so
I think not
When what you're after's gone, do you move on?
Or do you cry and refuse to put your shoes on right?
I don't know, but I'm trying
Digital boy staying up all night
It's go-o-o-o-one
And the delusions
Far more drug-induced than initially assumed
And I didn't know, but I'm trying
Digital boy staying up past my bedtime

(Do you move on?
Or do you cry and refuse to put your shoes on right?
I don't know, but I'm trying
I don't know, but I'm trying)

(Go-o-o-o-one)
(It's gone)
(Go-o-o-o-one)
(It's gone)

(Didn't know, but I'm trying
Digital boy staying up past my bedtime)
 
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