[Intro] “Liked by... not you... trending... not you...” “Commented... not you... hearted... not you...” (feed me nothing, feed me nothing) [Verse 1] Scrollin' through this graveyard of affection Activity feed, more like a rejection Flashin' names of folks I don’t even know All that fake support? Put on for show I see them clappin’, I see them trendin’ But my shit? Ghosted—ain’t even pretendin’ This ain’t motivation, it’s humiliation Designed to make you crave validation [Pre-Chorus] Every line is a fuckin’ wound reopenin' "Look who they loved"—nope, you ain't copin' Like a hall of mirrors made just to tease I ain't feedin' this sickness, let me breathe [Chorus] Feed me nothing / I’m sick of this scroll Fake-ass claps for a heart they stole So-and-so liked it / oh, good for them While I scream in silence again and again Push me down this hall of fame / where I don’t have a name Just a ghost in your game / in this scroll of shame (NOT YOU, NOT YOU, NOT YOU) I see the lies—fuck your loop! [Verse 2] You turned support into competition Weaponized love with algorithmic precision “Here’s what you’re missin’, look what they got” While I rot, while I’m not, while I fade in the spot They feed you scraps and call it a feast While some folks eat with bots on a leash And me? I keep my soul off your plate I’d rather starve than celebrate fake [Bridge] (Click. Scroll. Like. Cry.) (Why. Not. Me. Why.) DISABLE IT. ERASE IT. I DON’T NEED TO SEE YOUR FAKENESS. (Repeat until the static swallows everything) [Final Chorus] Feed me nothing / I’d rather go blind Than watch you hype what you’ll never find My name ain’t here, and that’s okay I make real love, not for display Scroll of shame / I’m takin’ the blame Turnin’ it off / burnin’ the frame (No more scrollin’, no more pain) Just me, the real, and what remains
