Lost my mind
I don't know why
I can't be blinded yet
I don't know why
Lost my drive
Its information
Through a portal on my desk
That was my time
Took my time
Everybody told me you should make your money work
And I ignored them
I had a vision
Until you told me
When it's the date of the show
Just simply act like you know
It's okay to be admired
And while you're sharing your screen
You must pretend like you have seen
The confidence of a paycheck
Because I killed some time
In a meeting room
Where I micro-slept and sang
The psalm of weekend
Brace myself
On my standing desk
To embrace the beacon
When will I be found out
This is the date of the show
Just simply act like you know
It's okay to be admired
And while you're sharing your screen
You must pretend like you have seen
The confidence of a paycheck
With every click comes a price
You could go visit their eyes
It's okay to be admired
But I will not once be stained
By any gaze or compliment
Except the truth of a paycheck