Here Comes the Winner

[Intro: Tilian]
Line them up on a stage
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine

[Refrain: Tilian, Jon Mess]
Here comes the winner (That's my public figure)
Here comes the winner (Taking perfect pictures)
Here comes the winner (It's time to shock the blaow!)
Here comes the winner

[Verse 1: Tilian, Tilian & Jon Mess,, Jon Mess]
You can find me up on my high horse
Cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm well-fed, well-dressed
Dead in the head
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whining
Do a bitta good analysis, let's balance this, not backing out
Put a little bitta time in this, a finalist and not in doubt
I shake my scepter fresh and you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check and run through your sprinklers

[Pre-Chorus: Tilian]
You name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware

[Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game, make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies

[Post-Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Oh, moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
Tear the best of us apart

[Verse 2: Jon Mess]
Don't take offers then act like you think you're gonna lose
Make things awkward to see you faking gratitude
Instructed to go auto-pilot, don't know the password
You're sitting on a dildo pile, that's why your ass hurts

[Pre-Chorus: Tilian]
So tell me that I am the love of your life
I'll be in character batting my eyes
We'll show them all the supreme prototype
As ratings and followers peak right on time

[Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
I'll pretend I'm better than these clowns and their plastic faces
On another level, pound for pound and their self-abasement
I grow tired of this game, make me feel like I'm to blame
Fake cry, don't be that guy
The one who tries to victimize himself to hide a web of lies

[Post-Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
Moments together, sell them well
(I just watched you do that all to you)
Oh, moments together
(Find another person you can use)
Moments together, sell them well
(You're not that clever, easy to see through)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Tear the best of us apart

[Outro: Jon Mess, Tilian]
So high (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'm so high (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You're so high (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
We're so high (Oh-oh-oh-oh)