Room of Strangers written by the MarXman

I'm a poser feeding off social media/ how many posts I'm supposed to need?/ perfect poses purposely/ I don't exist until you notice me/ mention mine I might mention yours/ simple pimped by attention whores/ we are wealthy pricks/ w/ selfie sticks/ help me get more clickity clicks/ my piece of the light and we lit at least for the night / when it's mine I believe all the hype and I'll leave when I like/ me me me/ this part is really easy/ appeal to the part that'll please me/ I balance the ambiance/drinks and flicks/ then we dance/ grandmama said let my light shine/ and I won't rest till the night's mine/ every single step is to emphasize every success in record size/ Now! Please step aside, the never contested has just arrived step into the place like Wreck-it Ralph/ until my face is recognized/ pulling all the stops with no brakes/ only looking down on poor taste/ as long as my heart muscle pulsates/ imma punk fate I only want great/ do you want me?/

This is aimless/ Standing in a room of strangers
Dying to be A-list, trying to be famous

Born alone die alone/ things you don't try at home/ trapped inside an avatar/ I send him out to hang with y'all/ never sure if I want / to put myself out on front/ street if you meet me where I'm at/ it's a dumb long way from where I'm from/ what I had to do I did/ try to decipher who I is/ but if you had to walk through my fears / you too will come up w/ some new ideas/ stay calm promise into new frontiers/ due time we do cry tears try to find where the new line is/ peace of mind how do you find it/ often attached to a few vices/ numbs tragedy through crisis/ ...or whenever the mood rises/ how do you like it/ status that is what we after/ live loud to drown out the sadness in our laughter/ y'all front on me/ I won't put it past ya/ so I only love me and whoever I havta/ I'm trying to be famous/