Instagram Songtext
von Bloomer

Loss of reality
Hush, hush, don′t talk to me right now
right now
I'm so afraid of missing out
on the perfect blueprint for a life
my life

′Cause I define myself by things I see on Instagram
My God, what else could go wrong?


There is this tightness in my chest
it churns in me, my stomach hurts
It makes me sad and indolent
I've lost interest in everything
I don't go out anymore
′cause all the friends are also torn
Is any help in sight?

′Cause I define myself by things I see on Instagram
My God, what else could go wrong?
'Cause I define myself by things I see on Instagram
My God, we′re all fucked up

'Cause we define ourselves by things we see on Instagram
My God, we′re all fucked up