Hypebeast

Witness creation This is the product of a fetish for greatness Toil away, to stake a claim, a sliver of fame The recognition we are not just one in the same Do you even know ambition? Does anybody know your name? Admiration feeds the ego's inflation Adoration feeds the fear of replacement Closer to the age of expiration Ride the tide of trends, call me desperate Was it ever really art to begin with? Would you even know the difference? Sincerity was the first thing out the door Chained to adolescent aspirations Aging out of the pretext Clinging to what was, what could have been Tied at the wrist Waiting on my time For better things to come The truth is what you believe This is the greatest shit you'll ever fucking hear I swear you'll love it Please say you like this A never was that never will, they never care Call me desperate, I'm fucking desperate Just give it up The well's run dry Dragging out what's over due Just let a good thing die Persistent problems arise Your're cashing out, they hold the cards It was never your right Keep clinging on