Potato Hate Explosion - Bonsaiority
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Shutterstock, Photoshop, overused font, faking a repertoire
You'll realize you suck, fork over 700 bucks
Enlist the help of a washed up schmuck and still be just as stuck

You want the fame, but none of the pain
No lessons learned from criticism, you only complain
You wanna skip the local stage, premature promo's all the rage
And you're the same as every other no-name in the game passing the blame

You've spent more on logos than you'll ever make back with your music
Every fan a pawn, a stat, attention span abusing
Coughing up your mom's life savings for a Sturgis-aping producer
You've got talent but you're too busy sharing statuses to use it
1600 likes, we've opened for I, the Genocide
Make fun of us now, but my girlfriend's dad's boss knows a guy who works for Rise

Peddling your name won't keep your candy asses afloat for long
24 months later every Verb the Noun will be gone
Begging for likes, tagging your band
Not an open note out of place, not a shitpost unplanned