We are all apart of your demise,
And it's nearly visible the way your ego swells to an unthinkable size,
Believing the people and Rolling Stone magazine and all their lies,
Through their grit teeth and the cries
Who do you think you are?
You've fallen from grace you narcissist.
Heretic!
Fame Whore!
You Overlord!
No one believes your deception,
Not even you.
GIVE IT UP!
And you still can't see,
Through your lack of will to be,
You are not he,
Thee of thee,
You are not the bringer of truth.
You are not mighty,
You are not holy,
And no one loves you,
Or cares what you do,
Though they patronize and coo,
You are alone,
We are all alone.
This is empty,
We all are.
The media drains our souls.
No individualism,
In this Capitalism,
Watch your true self die.
As they shove more and more of their cameras in your face.
Society ripping at the seams.
Living in empty shells,
As our egos swell,
*POP*
We burst,
But it's only in Black and White,
Our colors are gone.
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