Sitcom Syndrome from Mirror Mirror by Malloy

Verse 1

What is the point of life without an audience?
If I can’t entertain, hearing applause and just
People amused by the shit I be sayin, or
Even displeased, what’s the point of me stayin, in-
Side this environment, no stimulation when
No one's reacting to words from my mouth, it’s grim
All I got then is myself and my cranium
All you should need, but what if it’s so zany, I'm
Losing control of the shit I be thinkin, deep
It is so stressful, a mess, I just want to sleep
I'd rather make people laugh with absurdity
Than be stuck in my mind dwellin so nervously
Is this a healthy way deal with anxiety?
I do not think so, what else should I try, I see
Heard meditation’s supposed to be crucial, I
Guess I'll attempt it and see if THAT’s useful


Bridge:

Now throw ya hands in the air
And wave em like you just don’t care
And if you came here to party
Grab somebody, and let me hear you say YEAHHH

Now clap ya hands everybody
If you don’t know which way is up
If you’re feeling stuck & shit outta luck
Let me hear you scream ‘what the fuck’

If you don’t feel safe inside of your head
Wanna spill your thoughts on someone else instead
Clap your hands to keep away the pain
And bob your head till you concuss your brain!

Just to keep me entertained
To keep me in the spotlight and out of the rain
Just keep applauding cause it keeps me sane



Verse 2

Spent so much time tryna inflate my image
To the point where there was very little of me actually in it
I had very little self awareness of my actions
People tried to clue me in but I just wasn’t havin
None of their advice cuz I thought I knew best
Cuz I got an insulated mindstate, but I digress
I couldn’t digest, the reality of the situation
I thought I was cool, in reality I was fakin
A ‘don’t give a fuck’ attitude, it wasn’t true
Cuz I give a fuck about a lot more than you
Probably...cuz I tend to overanalyze
And I hide my insecurity with a gang of lies
But I’m breaking off that shit, well I’m attemptin
To be vulnerable and honest, resentment
Is what I feel towards all of the dumb shit
And my image is an inflated balloon, I’m tryna puncture it

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative hip hop
• alternative rap
• east coast hip hop
• emo rap
• underground hip hop
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