Hard work

They say they work hard
and maybe they do
but do you believe
you owe them to
like you paid in advance
and after the meal
didn’t get a whole plate
but you paid for the feels
they say they work hard
and maybe they do
but if you pay double
what is the truth
do they deserve more
or are you a fool
pay for the performance
but they don’t perform for you
stifled creativity sorry ass excuses
is this entertainment
or a house of useless muses

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Playing video games

Life is dull
so full of make believe
I play games to live
instead of entertaining
life is full
of me being selfish
so in my video games
I wanna be selfless
a different kind of hero
a different kind of me
doesn’t even matter
this games not RPG
open world or meant for
for you to be the hero
life is rather boring
when life amounts to zero

about me

Let’s talk about me
let’s talk about all I’m gonna be
let’s talk about my favorite subject
let’s get to know me
I wanna be
everything that I can be
oh they like it that’s the new me
yes I’m a queen
I rock that black lipstick and sing
oh best believe I’m everything I claim to be
oh it’s all me
I’m every woman yes indeed
I like to play I like to scream
I’ll bend my back I’m pure naughty
a princess and a boss that’s me
I’ll pay the bills and buy the house
won’t wash the dishes my brands out
I’ll play like boys and think like men
I don’t know where this gonna end
oh I’m on top
let’s talk about me
let’s talk about my duality
I am a queen
a girl a woman and the means
I am all things
I love that metal and that pop
I am so much
so many things I have forgot
let’s talk about me
my favorite subject best believe
I’ll change everything
just so you think I’m cool baby
it’s all a game
let’s talk about me
who am I supposed to be
because I don’t know
don’t remember my last show
it’s something different
but all the same it’s what you want
let’s talk about me
let’s talk about all the things I love

Celebrities

Let me breathe
exhale inhale kinda thing
let me believe
I’m just a normal human being
a regular person
because I’m human am I not
did I do something
maybe something I forgot
and then it doesn’t hit you
not like it should in reality
that you ain’t normal
you ain’t a regular nobody
celebrity burns into your skin
you got the richest of the sins
you lose a lot to have it all
you lost the ordinary before the fall
let me breathe?
You don’t get a chance to say
because we own you
you ain’t like us though you play
you wish you were normal
had bills you need to pay
but it’s so much easier
easier when you get your way
and yeah you’re human
but that only means so much
you ain’t just living or scraping by
you got the ability to live the dream
and yeah money don’t buy happiness
and yeah you can still open up and bleed
but you ain’t like us
not a regular average nobody
you a star so high up
you lost what makes you like the rest
exhale and inhale
take another gold plated breath
take it in deep
and put more diamonds on your chest
because money don’t buy happiness
oh no it don’t
but you gave up normal
to be in the heavens oh so woke
you light up the sky
you ain’t down here like all the rest
you ain’t getting by
even if your mind is such a mess
you don’t know us
like you say we don’t know you
so ask again to let you breathe
exhale inhale kinda thing
but remember what you gave up
to live amongst the stars
you gave it up
you don’t get to take it back
you aren’t a regular average nobody tonight
you gave that up
so light our sky all up so right
glitter like gold because that’s what we want to see
you gave up normal so you could be a celebrity

Leave Paris alone

I don’t want to cry
record a video and sigh
sigh while losing my mind
why do we want Paris to die?
Egging on suicide
keep reporting until she tries
let her go just like the truth
we don’t want facts
or even proof
I don’t want to be so upset
but this begging for suicide
I don’t get
why we want to see her fall
would her death pacify us all?
Would we feel like it is proof
facts and all the fucking truth
a guarantee her father was bad
that he in fact was a horrible man
would her suicide make it better?
Say goodbye to goodwill forever
let’s all just take a bow
it’s time that we knock out
waiting for a young woman to die
this ain’t the world we should invite
awaiting suicide
is this how we want to survive?
Placate and say we tried
no we tried to get her to die
to slit wrist and say goodbye
will we report the facts this time?
I don’t want to cry and repeat
but this reminds me of Brittney
so I’ll write what I do say
leave Paris alone
this isn’t okay.
Stop begging for suicide
for her to relapse and want to die
for a young woman to show
all signs of letting go
leave Paris alone
but we know the headlines won’t
so why don’t we all just admit
we want drama with no news in it.

The thing about royalty

Little singing princesses
singing lullabies
dancing for the audience
acting in surprise
little singing princesses
dressed in red and white
creating waves of pink
swirling before their eyes
everybody’s clapping
smiling real wide
singing little princesses
give the crowd a ride
everything is better
with these girls on the nine
singing lullabies
and working for applause
little singing princesses
working for the cause

Like an angel

She sings like an angel
at least that’s what they say
she looks like a child
giving happiness away
the fear within her eyes
like mirrors to a soul
a vision of a girl
never to grow old
she sings like an angel
high upon a cloud
she sings about the pain
as though it is profound
a heart that breaks like glass
with eyes that shed diamond tears
the world that she inhabitants
draws visions from her ears
and everything she sings
decays her soul some more
she lost all of her feathers
when her wings fell to the floor.

We’re all complicit

We’re all complicit
when our heroes turn out wrong
we want that brand new song
yes we all will sing along
we’re all dismissive
because we don’t want to give up
we want what we want
it’s far too hard to sacrifice
we want the difference
the good the bad between
we don’t want to be saviors
it’s too hard to be so clean
so we will back them
back those we know have killed
the child abusers
the animals that never heal
we damn the ones
the ones who have already served time
but won’t give up
give up the ones that prey in the light
we’re all complicit
as we keep demons as our friends
they make bad choices
but in the end it isn’t them
we’re all complicit
when it comes to those we love
we hold them up
even when we know the evils done
oh he’s a rapist
that one a pedophile
he hurts children
that one beats women
and she’s real violent
but we just ignore it
it’s too hard to keep the score
we’re all complicit
and won’t admit we’re sorry inside
it’s why we hate ourselves
why we eat the good alive
because it’s criminal
to hide the truth so deep inside
we’re all complicit
we know the evil by first name
we’ll buy the album
and defend our friends against
due shame
we’re all complicit
because we never say the name

In the name of youth

Let’s redeem R Kelly
how that feels to read
let’s forget his crimes now
oh now that we believe
why do we trust these victims
only when they’re adults
why must we beat the children
devour the youth at any cost
let’s redeem R Kelly
cancel someone else instead
he can still make music
he can still give bread
let’s redeem R Kelly
oh why must we love fiends
but only when they abuse children
yes them we protect with ease
we unbury the dead, dig graves
and piss on them
we’d rather repeat ourselves
with lies and ridiculous doubt
let’s forget the truth
what we know and what we knew
let’s eat the children destroy the youth
all for some immortality pursuit
never grow old just sacrifice the new

I am champagne

Pink ribbons, pretty bows,
handcuffs like no one knows
I talk about the things we’d do
if you knew that I wanted too-
pretend we don’t
like the world don’t know-
I didn’t gloat
riding that free slit float-
I got the pink ribbons,
I got the pretty silk bows,
I may be a grown woman
but that shit I’ll never show
act fast and die hard
live it up and regret large
pink ribbons and daffodils
I got the flowers to pay the bills
I got that girlhood
grown woman make you feel good
I am that free champagne
doe eyed-you’d go insane.
I act like pretty in pink
too far off from being sixteen,
I talk and walk so hard
got that free flag up as art,
pink ribbons and pretty bows
I rock that cheap shit
like the world don’t know
handcuffs in fur my body bent back
I keep pretending
like my innocence isn’t on tap
while the whole world’s drinking
pretty ribbons keep me flat
girlhood is flaunted artificial at that
pretty pink ribbons, soft and wet
I make decisions I’m bound to regret