Lyric

I’m frustrated, so I hit record

No clue why, but I still hold

On to things that bug me deep

Maybe it’s the me on the screen

Ah, boring shows, they drag me down

But not useless, just reflections all around

Society’s mirror, I fix my hair

Little rituals, showing I care

Channels don’t matter, same rerun again

If you don’t like it, change it then

Are we just picked, selected to see?

Is this what “individual” is meant to be?

Frustration’s costly, I know it’s true

Still, after experience, I push through

Tiny annoyances, keep coming my way

But I’m learning, I’ll survive the day

No surprise, everyone aims

For little corners, hidden games

As long as unnoticed, that’s their style

No scolding, no fights, all the while

A tiny smirk of giving up

Little rebellion, subtle enough

Frustration’s costly, I know it’s true

Still, after experience, I push through

Tiny annoyances, keep coming my way

But I’m learning, I’ll survive the day