Puppets

You think you the in-crowd
But you know what they say about them vessels when they most loud

you make the most noise
when you come in a room like you know all the popular girls and boys

like you hit it when you were 6,
trying show off your tricks, pickup up your damn sticks fucking camera clicks

you take a selfie
but you ain’t seeing the self in self-esteem's not there it’s just a memory

you go home alone
you aint never bared your soul beyond 15 seconds on an instagram

you put on a show
even for the fucking cat at the lift landing what I don’t understand

you delusional
your ego so big you can’t see the shadow it casts all around you

It’s irrefutable
you so far past gone in the darkness no one ever can even find you

You just a puppet
to your own vanity pulling the strings everyday at the expense of your sanity

You just a puppet
to your own vanity pulling the strings everyday at the expense of your sanity

Snap out of it
When your style engulfs your substance you lose your soul you can’t get out of it

Snap out of it
When your style engulfs your substance you lose your soul you can’t get out of it

Snap out of it
When you guile is misplaced and your soul gets imprisoned you can’t get out of it

Snap out of it…

Puppet.