FLOP ERA (Remix)

They say my fame is silent because it depends

On being so reliant on following trends

(Give me love)

Today, my ads are rising

I’ll chase this fad, surprising?

Perfectly portioned for my loving fan base!

Still implying my channel is dead?

You’re all the same, you’re lying!

Get on with the thread

(Not enough)

The algorithm’s smiling

Comparing posts, subscribing

My worth is measured by the likes I’m counting

My competition’s thriving

Collabing and defining

But aren’t you tired of the same old faces?

Well, I can give you the solution to staleness!

Just watch me and you’ll see…

I’m sobbing, I’m falling off

It’s not enough

Look, I’m burning!

I’m yearning!

But can I call it love?

My views are dropping, so follow me!

I’m out of luck, don’t you dare look away

When I could be your idol!

Behold my rise to fame!

Awards and accolades!

I’ll put them on a frame!

The world will know my name!

You think the song is plain?

You think it’s slop? It’s lame?

Cause I’m a flopping shame?

“But I don’t feel the same.”

Will you remember my voice

If I can cut through the noise?

Forget the comments! Not a word!

Think you love it? That’s absurd!

What good is art with a less than perfect score?

I try to believe that I’ll prove myself to all of you!

Stuck in a loop of self-improvement

Cause when you pay the price of selling pain for likes

Your worth is measured by the next achievement!

My channel’s always dying!

Engagement is declining!

Just tell me how to meet your expectations!

I can be more than just a pale imitation!

Just watch me and you’ll see…

I’m sorry I’m falling off…

It’s not enough…

Undeserving, I’m hurting…

I knew it all along…

You're always watching me, commenting

“I love your songs.”

I can laugh off the pain if I can just get viral!

I’m sobbing, I’m falling off

It’s not enough

Look, I’m burning!

I’m yearning!

But can I call it love?

My views are dropping, so follow me!

I’m out of luck, don’t you dare look away

When I could be your idol!

Behold my rise to fame!

Awards and accolades!

I’ll put them on a frame!

The world will know my name!

You think the song is plain?

You think it’s slop? It’s lame?

Cause I’m a flopping shame?

“But I don’t feel the same.”

You know I’m such a pain

I’ve no one else to blame

And nothing left to say…