Online Presence from Verbal Chicanery by SouthPawRacer

I read your fan fiction and your diction got a good rating
But then I saw your fanart of your OCs copulating
Jet black hair, red and white streaks, so unpleasant
But you're oh so mature because you listen to Evanescence

I won't wake you up inside, I'd try but I'm too terrified
Of what I might find in that mind that is so unkind
Your online presence sets a bad precedence
This room is full of elephants, let's look at the evidence

Your tumblr's full of nude selfies, cause that's healthy
Screaming at extreme conservatives, few bats loose in the belfry
You spew out hate, only to make a deposit
In your spank bank, those skeletons like it in that closet

Another point on the scale, fedora-wearing and pale
As strangers joke about his virginity being on sale
Special offer! Discount price for girls who don't fear
An enlightened atheist who is intellectually superior

M'lady, such unfettered beauty
How could the dirt of the earth produce such a precious glittering shard?
Oh and theres also the fact that you make my dick rock hard
Why dont we go on a date, if not then I'll just masturbate
At home in the dark under the covers, crying like a bitch
Wallowing in wilting self pity, I've got an itch
That has to be scratched but it comes with a catch
It’s the fact that you won't date NICE GUYS LIKE ME EEREEREGEH

Alt-Right, Ctrl-Left, abuse dissenters
Won’t be surprised if there’s emergence of the Shift-Centre
“It’s a time of revolution”
You text to your ignorant friends as you hold up your sign, “Fuck the institution”

Except you’re a part of this, virtue-signalling your brains out
Speaking in buzzwords, content to just shout
About your personal brand of toughness or justice
Well you’re in with some crowd, you can bask in your righteousness

“Stick it to the man,” you say
Behind a smartphone screen you stay

And while I’m at it, screw these pictures of our cats and vintage-filtered food
“Music was better in the 90s, I’m a cool dude”
Fucking embarrassing but I can’t look away
It’s everywhere, assaulting my senses every single day

Let’s be real, it’s quite depressing at worst
But you gotta admit, all you can do is laugh at first
That there are people like that out there ain't a fact to be treasured
But results in entertainment that's impossible to measure

Guilty pleasure so disgusting but it doesn't matter
It's like a double quarter pounder on a silver platter

• Alternative
• Electronic
• alternative rock
• orchestral
• Perth