Scroll and scroll endlessly
Maybe the next thing I see
Sits right with me
Scroll and scroll endlessly
Maybe the next thing I see
Sits right with me

Two hundred and four applications, can you call me back today
Think I'm losing all sensations, I think that I should get some praise
Rotting away every day while I lose patience
They say that I'm young but I can't be complacent

One two three four
Days go by and just like always
There's nothing
So I reach for my screen
One two three hours go by
On every night
Watching my peers do better than me

Doesn't matter what you vote for
Doesn't matter who you rode for
Does it matter what you're known for?
No matter, not what I hoped for

Pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll
And pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll, and pick up, scroll
I can't even keep myself still
I can't even let my mind rest
I just need to keep my mind filled
I wish I was not such a mess
I can't even keep myself still
I can't even let my mind rest
I just need to keep my mind filled
I think I will die a mess

"Oh, great, call me here"
"Thank you for your time"
"Sorry, we don't take that"
"You should check online"

Two hundred and four applications, can you call me back today
Think I'm losing all sensations, I think that I should get some praise