Exposure Fin Argus

[Verse 1]
I’m desperate to connect
Can I find it in my phone
How many likes until I don’t feel so alone
My life is on display for all these strangers to appraise
But if I die tomorrow will they just unfollow anyway
Or could I be like Jesus in the twenty-seven club
And get the world to really love the idea of who I was, yeah
Pay me for my face, an aesthetic to uphold
And fund my facial upgrades for when I get too old
If you want pretty for forever, then I’m happy to oblige
Be my puppet mastеr, make sure to like, sharе, and subscribe
I’m my fucking business, I don’t have a private life
And if I don’t announce my status, the truth becomes a lie

[Chorus]
Because my audience and I
Are thirsty for exposure
And I’ll take off my shirt
To get my real message heard, yeah
My audience and I
Are thirsty for exposure
I’ll take off my shirt
To get my real message heard, woah

[Verse 2]
How far are you willing to go to make your dreams come true
Can you cure your identity until there’s nothing left of you
We need something to market
You gotta get your numbers up
Your music’s really great kid, but the social’s not enough
So I’ll make sure I’m straight passing, to guarantee my fame
And make sure not to tarnish my only professional name
Thousands of opinions on my face from day to day
It’s enough to drive the best and most secure slightly insane
Whether you’re crying from the comments
Made out to be a god
You’ll lose your own humility
Here’s the wheel and you’re the cog