Lights camera action
stilettos crop tops,tight pants and short skirts
watch them twist their hips and twirl
seemingly so perfect with fake smiles
a growing crowd for miles
the warm liquid in their hearts kind of shallow
And are quite flippant towards those who don't follow
but their outer beauty is hard to swallow
watch them look at you
Giving you a look that says
"Don't you wish you could be me? So pretty and free?"
And the crowds eyes scream "Yes yes! It's like you that we want to be!"
And in the background of it all there's me
I step up and look them in the eye
I say "F*** those stilettos ,crop tops,tight pants and short skirts, I'll stick to my Edward Scissor hands and Jack shirts!"
The crowd gasps and then goes silent
I don't drop my gaze,
They laugh "Oh she just hatin!"
I give you your props
you do leave the boys in a daze
Telling me you're everything you think I want to be
And they turn and switch their hips
Giving everyone a prolific view of the only things they have to give to society.
The crowd goes crazy
But that doesn't mean s*** in reality
As everyone tries to learn
you cause agitation to the professor
And refuse to admit your role as the transgressor
you have nothing real to give
but you love how the people's faces in the crowds go from pensive to jubilant as you strut your stuff.
Doing this is your only reason to live
As you silently sneer at the girl in the front because she has a little fluff
It's unacceptable
she could never be you
She isn't capable to do what you do
there will always be animosity
between girls like you and me but maybe it can change
it's a possibility