You've been framed,
But not in blame,
Just put into a painting,
Permanent smiles,
In fashion aisles,
With no thoughts for your failings
So beam me better,
With laser scanners,
Bar codes on my conscience ,
So tell me dearest,
What's my problem,
What's my primal function.
Let's stay up, I'll make it clear,
You've become my fondest fear,
But I'm telling you to leave my side,
I'm telling you I have no more sides
Chorus:,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I hide behind my poetry,
And pretend I'm quirky ,
But when it gets too hard,
To minds, I pay no mind,
Oh I've loved the common things we find,
But if I wanna fuck, I want the model kind.
Self-entitled,
bottom feeder,
Fancy yourself a leader,
Social justice,
Beauty fascist,
Desire cares for neither.
Is it the porn?
Or all the scorn?
You feel from expectations?
They give you planets,
Photo sunsets
But you keep falling for conventions
I'll make it clear,
That you make me smile and that's probably why I'm here,
But I'm telling you to leave my side
Cause I say this without a tinge of pride.
Chorus:
Aku mampu menulis beribu puisi,
Kenapa kau mahu yang lagi ayu,
Busuknya, hawa nafsu,
Aku,
Kamu.
But not in blame,
Just put into a painting,
Permanent smiles,
In fashion aisles,
With no thoughts for your failings
So beam me better,
With laser scanners,
Bar codes on my conscience ,
So tell me dearest,
What's my problem,
What's my primal function.
Let's stay up, I'll make it clear,
You've become my fondest fear,
But I'm telling you to leave my side,
I'm telling you I have no more sides
Chorus:,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I am shallow,
I hide behind my poetry,
And pretend I'm quirky ,
But when it gets too hard,
To minds, I pay no mind,
Oh I've loved the common things we find,
But if I wanna fuck, I want the model kind.
Self-entitled,
bottom feeder,
Fancy yourself a leader,
Social justice,
Beauty fascist,
Desire cares for neither.
Is it the porn?
Or all the scorn?
You feel from expectations?
They give you planets,
Photo sunsets
But you keep falling for conventions
I'll make it clear,
That you make me smile and that's probably why I'm here,
But I'm telling you to leave my side
Cause I say this without a tinge of pride.
Chorus:
Aku mampu menulis beribu puisi,
Kenapa kau mahu yang lagi ayu,
Busuknya, hawa nafsu,
Aku,
Kamu.
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