I'm Only Human

This young man he died fair soon, by the light of a hunter'e moon. ‘Twas not by bone, nor yet by blade; of the berries of the woody nightshade.

Mirror, mirror// There's your crooked nose// Boring hair// A thousand wrinkles// No children// Just emptiness// No place like home// Just a fucking mess// Mess

20 messages// Did you hurt your thumbs?// What a stupid game// Getting nothing done// With your longest track// Your highest score// While you crush your back// And lament the war// War

All the women// That you wanna fuck// On the internet// Wouldn't give you a second look// Did you fool yourself?// That's privilege// That's power without power// That's a business// Business

But we know "you" is "I"// And I get overwhelmed// Can't sleep at night// Can't convince myself// To turn it off// To let go// Gotta make sense// Of the fucking war// War