Well, there's a new age Creeping in When we're gonna upload our hits Begin again Upload our hits To the internet I wanna peer into a circle And see me, myself, my body And all my friends And God, if you can hear me In that tower up above I've been given reason To believe in life after love after love And did you have a reason Or any plan to share A reason with you people For putting them through hell I am starting to think So when we're gonna upload And when we're gonna upload When we're gonna upload More heat, misery and fire Cool thirst, no energy required Sure, hotbox with anybody higher than herself But I'm seeking a home at the end of the world And I'm almost a grown-up Working on myself like a self-made wealth blade Cut it off when I shave in the morning Tell me, honey, come over With your honeycombed leaf notebook These holy shoulders are coming First, last and foremost Is my positive obsession With the way you hold my head When I fall beside ya Arms behind It's what you get when your heart Broken doorbells and knocks I feel more better than not And I might close my eyes tonight And wonder why Gunfire, no smoke And I won't hide myself out anymore So when we're gonna upload And when we're gonna upload When we're gonna upload