Selfclaimed King

You tell everybody your the bestYou claim to be better than the restHigh on your lies you criticiseBut I know...[Ref.]It's just an overdose of selfesteemAll those things is in your headYou are living in your pathetic dreamWhen you are better of deadYour choices of friends are basedon the growth of your own popularityA minor glimpse at your faceAnd I know...[Ref.]You are a simply mixture of everybody's better sidesA shattered mirror that reflects what is wants.Everybody envy you, but you are nothing without them...