You think you the in-crowd in-crowd
But you know what they say about them vessels when they most loud most loud you make the most noise
when you come in a room like you know all the popular girls and boys girls and boys like you hit it when you were 6,
trying show off your tricks, pickup up your damn sticks f**king 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 on a show
even for the f**king cat at the lift landing what I don’t understand
you delusional you’re delusional
your ego so big you can’t see the shadow it casts all around you
It’s irrefutable 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
Snap out of it
F**king Puppet.
Oh. Oh I bet you feel like your stuff feels so damn good
When all the misunderstood kids scrolling through their digital childhood Tell you what just how much it is they adore ya
Their role model but aren’t ya
Glad they can’t see past all that bravado
To see you’re hollow, a spectacle
A walking advertisement with no real soul
f**king puppet
and don’t you smile smile smug little smile with two twinkles and two eyes
as you coo inside
over your face, prettily spaced
under cover of an album
that you haven’t even written
photoshoot extravaganza,
before writing your first stanza
you’re fussing over the design
‘fore you finish your first line
your first chord your first note your first word cause you don’t have no words
you just want to be heard
saying nothing at all
you just want to be seen
on a magazine
show all your friends the places you’ve been doing nothing at all f**king puppet
doing nothing at all you’re just a puppet
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
Snap out of it
F**king Puppet.
Snap out of it Snap out of it