Faded

Why is it that I'm so concentrated
While everyone wants to get (FADED)?
Seems I'm fated to be a creative
While everyone else is just basic
Why does it seem all my patience
Has just (F-F-FADED)?
I'm aging, and feeling outdated
The last thing I want to be is sedated

Ain't got no band. No, none of this planned
Just say what I see, and be who I am
Don't do shit for the fans or "likes" on the Gram
Cause most of that posing and boasting's a sham
Hate to attack it, I try to stay placid
But nothing can make me this massively rabid
As being so vapid to fall for this racket
Of thinking your worth's tied to pictures you've added
Where scantily-cladded, they show off the ass they had tatted
And feed off the fame it attracted
So avid to keep their "engagement" enacted
The masses are chattel and now what's the saddest
Is while self-obsessed, you don't have to act it
When thoughts are suppressed, you can't be distracted
A future bereft of real talk and degraded
I must confess is a future FADED



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Writer(s): Vincent Brown
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