Let me tell you something you already know
My eyes get itchy by your selfie flow
My eyes get itchy by your selfie flow
If I was bigger I wouldn´t care
I swear, I will grow out of this despair
Not follow, watching, stalking
Not spy on every step you´re walking
But the greedy fast food satisfaction
Of noticing your lack of decent action
Is such a guilty pleasure
A creamy, carb filled treasure
I am such a lazy witch
But I feel better watching you, bitch
You are a wind follower
A swallower
Of every other person´s thought
Of anything that can be bought
A copy cat with no real imagination
A new generation of this human nation
Really,
Ideally,
I shouldn´t throw rocks in this boat of glass
But it´s a great distraction from my own flaws
Really,
Ideally,
I should be turning down fake friends
Do a personality cleanse
But on the other side of that awaits
My only self with all its´ weights
Such empty silent mirror of critique
I rather put a fake kiss on your cheek
I kneel
I feel
A growing migraine from this nonsense
Our own integrity’s lacking consense
Frustration building up behind my wall
Right here underneath my left eye ball
I swear it will lead to stroke this time
My brain is full of snot and slime
Of my own addiction to what I know
Is just a cheap and empty reality show
A distraction from what we are
Too scared to look under our scars
Banging on that chest like king kong
Let me put it in a song
because it sounds better that way
I can't really tell if we're sad or gay
Let me put it in a song
because it sounds better that way
I can't really tell if we're sad or gay
But we sure look awesome on that pic from last night
You can´t at all tell that we just had a drunk fight
And my words of wisdom that I found online
Got plenty of likes so who care´s it they´re really mine?
You'd be a great liar if we'd put you to trial
With a toothpaste commercial kind of smile
And your chabby chic quotes on your kitchen wall
You'd be a great liar if we'd put you to trial
With a toothpaste commercial kind of smile
And your chabby chic quotes on your kitchen wall
It’s a wonder how stupidly your followers fall
Gasping after a pic of your meal
Like that's such a big freakin deal
You are the hidden part of me
And vice versa, can´t you see?
If a human body is falling
And no one hears her calling
This forest is an empty shell
A river drowning her in hell
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