Self-Appointed Hipster Wannabe

You're just a lot to take, all the embellishments you flaunt are fake
You try to change yourself but I'll debase your wealth of machiavellian vicissitudes
Do you see what I did there? Pretentious word play works both ways
Your vainglory's hard to bare, so just fuck off and drink your latte
"But wait a minute! Just hold your horses! He's got some talent! His bands are awesome!"
But you're forgetting he's fucking lame, as for his music, it's all the fucking same!
His songs are too conventional. The overt lust for adulation
It's all in the hipster's manual on page 15 above the part that states
"You've got to feel it not prove that you can"
You've got to feel it now prove that you can



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