You've got a palpable penchant for being a legend
And guilt will start planning my grave
Rock n roll
An article to fit the cover and first page
You want a ****** poster already
Battered comedians wearing stripper glitter,
marching to an imagined white powder cathedral
You wanted the life
You wanted fame for a wife
A seedy hotel managed by mold and off brand gelatin
Shut the **** up
Instability is what the limelight is selling
Shut the **** up and save me
Behind social media
The secrets no one knows
The love that's shared by the hands that daddy issues uphold
The wreck-less sacrifices of greedy needs
Please hide our endless affection from a callous coliseum consumed public and save me