Ya it never fails, give em somthin' shiney and new and they'l hate ya forever Old Dave’s on a thread, says the cloud’s gonna crash, Jenny’s mad her new phone’s got a pixel-sized scratch. They trash the latest filter, call it fake and a sin, Even free livestreams? “Bad bitrate!” they chime in. Scrollin’ griipers never win, always huntin’ for a flaw, Rantin’ ‘bout the updates, pickin’ fights with their claws. From TikTok to Suno, they’re moanin’ in a stew, These online losers miss the good, stuck in their bitter brew. I’m done with their posts, cloggin’ up my feed, Trollin’ every hashtag, sowin’ negative seed. While they curse the net from their keyboard’s dark throne, I’m searchin’ for a vibe where the positive’s grown. Log off at midnight, but they’re still typin’ loud, Say the new X layout’s uglier than a storm cloud. I close my laptop, step out ‘neath a starry night sky, Gonna find some real joy, leave the gripes to pass by. Scrollin’ griipers never win, always huntin’ for a flaw, Rantin’ ‘bout the updates, pickin’ fights with their claw. From TikTok to Suno, they’re moanin’ in a stew, These online losers miss the good, stuck in their bitter brew. In this digital dive, where the whiners hold sway, I’m mutin’ their noise, gonna find my own way. Scrollin’ gripers never win, but I’m breakin’ that chain, Chasin’ likes for the good, in the sun or the rain.
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