Why

When are you gonna wake up and realize That this is not your life When are you gonna put down the phone look up and ask Where's the light? And I have grown old I have heard your story a thousand times before Are we alive? Are we really alive? Why don't you go outside? Why don't you have a taste? Have a taste of what it might be like? But you speak in a backwards tone And I know you'll never never put down the phone And I have grown bored And I know that you don't know the score Is this living? Are any of us really living? You don't wanna know It's buried deep Buried deep in code Don't you know? Why don't you wake up? Why don't you wake up and find out where you are? Why don't you stop staring at the sky And wondering who gave you these scars? Breathing fucking and walking Texting laughing and talking Do these things make us alive? Do you feel alive?