Clock in
Work′s rough
I don't work enoughCould be cuz I′m lazy
Last week's hazy
'Least I′m doin′ stuff
Create
Compare
Does anybody really care
Yeah it sounds pretentious
Conscientious
But I need to share
Maybe I like the attention
But nowadays that's just convention
Can′t blame me for wanting more
It's no fun it there′s no score
I've become my own invention
Make up
Facade
Nothing seems odd
They don′t ask a question
Bout intention
Cuz they don't see flaws
More skin
Be real
Increase appeal
Princess don't you know that
You′re the show
Don′t matter how you feel
Maybe I like the attention
But nowadays that's just convention
Can′t blame me for wanting more
It's no fun it there′s no score
I've become my own invention
Couldn′t ever be dismissed
When "too far" doesn't exist
Motive still unknown
Fuck your comfort zone
Don't know why but I persist
Maybe I should be more careless
About perceived measures of success
Massive crowds that you can′t see
But I′ll make them all see me
This is my affair with excess
