Line them up on a stage
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shineHere comes the winner
That's my public figure
Here comes the winner
Takin perfect pictures
Here comes the winner
It's time to shock the blaow!
Here comes the winnerYou can find me
Up on my high horse cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm well-fed, well-dressed dead in the headIt's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, its right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whiningDo a bitta good analysis
Let's balance this
Not backing outPut a little bitta time in this
A finalist and not in doubtI shake my scepter fresh and you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check and run through your sprinklersYou name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware
I'll pretend Im better than these clowns
and their plastic faces
On another level pound for pound
and their self-abasementI grow tired of this game
Make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry
Don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of liesMoments together, sell them wellI just watched you do that all to you
Find another person you can use
You're not that clever easy to see through
Tear the best of us apartDon't take
Offers then
Act like you think you're gonna lose
Makes things
Awkward
To see you faking gratitudeInstructed to go auto pilot
DonÆt know the passwordYou're sitting on a dildo pile
That's why your ass hurtsSo tell me that I am the love of your life
I'll be in character batting my eyes
We'll show them all the supreme prototype
As ratings and followers peak right on time
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.