Kyshera Superstar
Superstar
By Kyshera
Words by James Kennedy
Superstar, time will show just what you are
Helpless, frail, shallow Shark
Cowering in a plastic heart
On a scrap-yard
Superstar, refuse sold by glitz & charm
And a slide-show of seasonable façades
Just fast food in a different mask
Of stained glass
When you have bought everything they told you to
The purpose of fashion is to re-sell to you
The same as new
Don't let the exterior distract your view
From the swindle in front of you
Don't let the exterior become virtue
Turn away & it breaks in two
Superstar, symbol of our modern farce
Where style comes first & content last
In our 'one-use' garnish, glitter farm
We call culture
Don't let the exterior distract your view
From the swindle in front of you
Don't let the exterior become virtue
Turn away & it breaks in two
If we merit mediocrity
That's all that we will ever be
Those that ride on the shallow tide
Get washed up quickest every time
When you have bought everything they told you to
The purpose of fashion is to re-sell to you
The same as new
Don't let the exterior distract the view
From the swindle in front of you
Don't let the exterior become virtue
Turn away & it breaks in two
Or are we just as broken too
