Tinder Songtext
von L.A. Salami

Dear diary
I am now completely bored out of my mind with worrying concern
The days have become rotisserie
And the internet is a ruse
A prison
And a narrow window for an endless attempt of perfection


I have found Tinder to be a great distraction
Yes, that digital pit of indifference towards romantic spectacle
Yes, that find and fuck phone application
Well, I met a girl on there
The photos were fine
But I got off more on the fact that something was happening
To fill the monotony of urban life below the poverty line

We barely spoke
And I used to find such things appealing
But that night it was only ghost like and groundless
I did what I could, but I was no fun
I have learned I need to feel wanted
In order to tap into my old debauchery
A paradox indeed

I feel ashamed
The city had high hopes for my soul
I shall not be doing it again