The Magnificent Sycophant

Tell me what's the point

Of living like an actress waiting to die

In the final scene

Of another person's movie

That you took for yourself

To be someone else

Needless to say

The critics weren't impressed with your

Shallow performance

The audience is leaving

Well before the ending

Makes a short lived impression

On the surface of their hearts

Act like you're famous

And forget who you are

You look so dull

Standing by the stars

I see you walk outside

Blanketed by

The company you keep

The prettiest of flowers

Die amongst these weeds

I just hope it's everything you wanted it to be

Needless to say

The critics weren't impressed with your

Shallow performance

The audience is leaving

Well before the ending

Makes a short lived impression

On the surface of their hearts

Act like you're

Act like you're

Act like you're

So much better than a corpse

Your self image is disfigured beyond your control

Beyond your control

Act like you're famous

And forget who you are

You look so dull

Standing by the stars