Presenting the gaggle, yes you.
Oh, do keep your insincerity down.
You sit and throw compliments at each other.
Faux kisses languishing in the air.
So loud as to not be believed.
You support nothing but your own agendas.
Every group has a leader who runs them.
One kowtows in silence for rewards of pleasure.
Another wants to be liked to the detriment of others.
The other doesn’t want to go against the crowd.
What a group of insincere cowards.
You spout off privately “reality, being genuine, love.” then act like little plastic dolls.
You wouldn’t know what real was if it hit you in the face.
Oh yeah, it has, but you dismiss it.
Authenticity doesn’t really fit in your group, or?
Well, fuck you.
Real people don’t hang with fake bitches anyway.