Plate out their pride
And
unveil their vanity
Always
working to ensure
They
assert their own insanity
Presently the proud parents
Of
validation-needing offspring
Perfection
for just one month?
Does
that even mean anything?
Sticker on their car says "Honor Roll"
But
doing nothing for something can take its toll
Sit
back, relax, but make sure everyone's aware
All
eyes on them to see who cares
Voice their own brand of colorful vomit
And
throw up their hands in disgust
Remind
us again why they think they're above it
Then
try hiding the fact that they also rust
Bare-knuckle box with knowledge
And
argue they came out on top
Detest
logic backed up by detailed data
And for
the love of God don't ever stop!
Stamp on the meat says "Grade 'A' Beef"
But
doing nothing for something can find no relief
Sit
back, relax, but make sure everyone's aware
All
eyes on them to see who cares
Fifteen minutes of fabulous fame
That
grew into a grotesque game
Finally
at the top of what's still the bottom
Arguing
that they're better than "them"
Strut their stuff and politely curtsy
Then
act like their shit doesn't reek
Display
that pearly white fallacy
And
convince the world attention isn't what they seek
Plaque on the wall says "Most Valuable Player"
But
doing nothing for something can start to wear
Sit
back, relax, but make sure everyone's aware
All
eyes on them to see who cares
Help yourself to some self help books
And
continue ignoring the mess of dirty looks
A
sultry shamble of shifty crooks
With
too much already to know what they took
God's gifts to the world
Or so
they'd like you to believe
A world
without them
Would
be impossible to conceive
With the title of "Entitled" they'll all agree
That "Everyone needs to know about
me!
I am
right! Hear me roar!"
Blind
to a world that doesn't care anymore
Tombstone says "The Dopest Fool There Ever Was!"
Died
doing nothing for something just because
Lie
back, relax, because we're all now aware
All
eyes on them, but who cares?
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