Chasing the likes
Chasing the fans
Chasing the friends on the internet
Always be fine
Always be great
Always be pretty when people walks by
In this paper city
I can’t heard myself yelling
The only thing in our mind is
Sit still look pretty
Don’t know the things that I like
Just doing what people like
Likes are important than lives
Wanna be famous
Wanna be celebrated
Wanna be out standing
Wanna be attractive
Being control by the vanity
Can’t escape the truth of me