We are from the internet
There is no time to explain
We have traveled through time Your current paradigm will break down
down down down

In 12 years all your currency
Will be follows and amateur porn
All nations are online, you will all be assigned a URL
LOL

I sure could use a little
Propaganda
To make me feel OK
You play me like a fiddle
Propaganda
The web's a big mistake
I really need to hear some
Propaganda
To make it through the day
The new reality's a scandal
You could use a little propaganda

Boys and girls of the internet
Will battle for influence and likes
Only those that survive until they're 25 will return
Many will burn

I've used all my outrage points
To reach you before it's too late
In a year or two you must stop the review that starts it all
Art wil fall