Online Rockstar

Too retarded I can't think
Can't come up with anything
In the basement I'm living
Off-key and I can't sing

Got an ego that's sky high
Think I'm the next big guy
But it's all just a lie
Look into my pleading eyes

Online Rockstar
Playing cheap guitars
In my bedroom
That smells like farts

Online Rockstar
My melody is subpar
Not mainstream
Too bizarre

I wanna entertain
Think that I'm Kurt Cobain
Drive my family insane
With my vocal strain

I think I'm just like KISS
My bedroom smells like piss
I've got 2000 clicks
On my latest SoundCloud hit (hey hey hey)

Online Rockstar
Playing cheap guitars
In my bedroom
That smells like farts

Online Rockstar
My melody is subpar
Not mainstream
Too bizarre