Internet Ruined Me

My keyboard's like my heart
 It shines in RGB and it's full of blood
 I don't know what is wrong with me
 But I'm scared, pissed off and lonely
 I have trouble speaking to women
 Unless they're 2D or high definition
 Spend all my time on social media
 This is the state that I'm in
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 My Twitter feed's like my brain
 'Cause I have it on dark mode
 Memorise everything she says
 So I can use it to guess her passcode
 She's beauty, she's grace
 She has a profile picture of her gorgeous face
 To try and get more sponsors
 To try and get more sponsors
 But why don't you care?
 I have spent the past ten years of my life
 Making you prepared
 You're political enough but not contrary
 Sexual enough but not enough to scare me
 Give me a reason not to be on my knees
 The internet has ruined me
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 Look, I know I must sound insane
 But that's part of the package
 If she can't handle me at my worst
 She don't deserve my mental baggage
 I know you want six foot four
 But one foot more and I'd almost be tall enough
 To reach the high shelf, be your incel
 I think I might be a threat to myself
 
 A threat to myself
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 But why does she run?
 When I'm monthly giving her 50 percent of my income
 It feels like my ideas of affection
 Are based around artificial perfection
 I just want to appease
 The internet has ruined me
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 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep on call together
 We used to sleep (together)