She smokes complicated cigarettes
Because the words just sound so right
She's a serotonin junkie
And I don't think she's very bright

Her pancake payoff minarets
What the hell are they
I had to Google the name of her pet
And it don't mean anything

But on fashion
She has me pinned to a stake
Her social media style
Leaves me drowned in its wake

Her life is segregated, compartmentalized
Could it be that every door contains a room of lies
She'll go on Facebook and she'll rip you a new a-hole
But amoral judgment comes from amoral souls

Her jade-green vanity will destroy Tokyo
Her thump-thump apathy approaches honor rolls
Her breath of fire cleanses scoreboards one and all
Your row of conscience tanks will not effect her fall

But on flashiness
She is a beacon wide
I'm just glad it's not me
Standing by her side


from the Stair album The Taking of Snoot Rumley

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