​the hipster’s dilemma

He likes your image
And he thinks your music
Is so futuristic
Yeah youre the new shit

He'll tweet you, cool
And when he's at school
He'll quote you too
It's all he can do

As long as he's the only one

Cos even though youre awesome
It's partly cos youre uncommon
And if you start to blossom
He liked it better when no one

Else knew your name
He has no shame
Your level of fame
Inversely correlates

To how good your music sounds