The bets of jetset-living's lamplights blinking
towards me have been turned off
Scoff all you want
predilected debutantes
tantalizing every notion of personal beauty
Your truly the celebrity I wanna be
Yet you're nothing more than a canker sore
Your presence presently pleads the twee-
-punks into temporary purgatory
You don't sing what you sing
without the slightest ring of
humble confidence brought forth so forcedly
Your truly the celebrity I wanna be
Yet you're nothing more than a canker sore
My following's misguided, they've collided
with an essence of immobility, like Renfields with innate sadness
Yet there's you with your zoo
zipping zips around the Christmas Tree
All year 'round
flicking each others' sense of false futility
Your truly the celebrity I wanna be
Yet you're nothing more than a canker sore
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