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