I know who you truly are
There’s no need to snap a pose
I know what you’re like behind your equated audience
And the drama of your shows
Your smile sends no pleasant vibes
No one ever stops to pause
You eat off the phony judgments made
And the compassion of your applause
Your teeth mill inside your mouth
From your never-ending smile
I turn away to mock at you
Making puns at your falling style |
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